How beautiful you are, my darling!
Oh, how beautiful!
Oh, how beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veil are doves.
Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
your mouth is lovely.
your mouth is lovely.
You are altogether beautiful, my darling;
there is no flaw in you.
there is no flaw in you.
You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
you have stolen my heart
with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride!
How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
more than any spice!
How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
more than any spice!
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.
Your hair is like royal tapestry;
the king is held captive by its tresses.
Your hair is like royal tapestry;
the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful you are and how pleasing,
my love, with your delights!
my love, with your delights!
Songs 4:1,3,7,9,10;7:5,6
The authors also asked if I, in reading this excerpt, felt Christ's desire for me. And I in return.
This was my reply.
The scripture almost seems purified by Christ. I see Jesus holding me, like a newborn baby, telling me softly I've no flaw as His new creation. I sense Him stare in my eyes, and as His heart beat quickens, He gives it all to me and, winking, asks me how I took it so gently from Him. I picture Him stroke my hair back, a Father like a husband and child as a bride, captivated by my tresses and cherishing my locks. Oh Christ loves me so much! He stands firm as the Father of fathers, holding me when I sleep. I couldn't wish for a better God to share a covenant with. He certainly is salvation come true.
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