O daughters of # 22_SON_05_08 # I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love. 
O daughters of # 22_SON_05_16 # His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. 
O daughters of # 22_SON_08_04 # I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, until he please.