Song of Solomon 2

WEEK  5                                  Song of Solomon 2

TUESDAY  Reflections

 

I have found a friend in Jesus,

 He's everything to me,

He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul;

The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see,

All my needs to cleanse and make me fully whole.

In sorrow He's my comfort,

in trouble He's my stay,

He tells me every care on Him to roll;

He's the Lily of the Valley,

 the Bright and Morning Star,

He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul

 

These words, written by William Charles Fry (1837–1882), were in response to his meditations on Song of Solomon chapter 2. As I wrote before, this book is an interaction between two lovers. It isn't incorrect to see some correlation between Christ and the church. St Paul, after all, said that marriage is a symbol/image of Christ's relationship with the church in Ephesians 5.

 

If this book raises your awareness of God’s love that is good. If this book raises your affection for your spouse then that can be celebrated also. After all, God instituted marriage before the fall. Marriage under God is holy.

Son 2:1-17

(1)  I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

(2)  As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

(3)  As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

(4)  He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love.

(5)  Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

(6)  His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

(7)  I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

(8)  The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

(9)  My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

(10)  My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

(11)  For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;

(12)  The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;

(13)  The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

(14)  O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

(15)  Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines have tender grapes.

(16)  My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

(17)  Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

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