The Torment of Separation
“I have acome into my garden, bmy sister, my promised bride;I have gathered my cmyrrh along with my balsam and spice from your sweet words.I have eaten my honeycomb with my dhoney;I have edrunk my wine with my milk.Eat, ffriends;Drink and drink deeply, O lovers.” John 16:33Song 6:2Song 4:9Song 1:13; 4:14Song 4:11Prov 9:5; Is 55:1Judg 14:11, 20; John 3:29
(The Shulammite Bride)
2 “I was asleep, but my heart was awake.A voice in my dream! My beloved was knocking:‘Open to me, amy sister, my darling,bMy dove, my perfect one!For my head is drenched with the heavy night dew;My chair is covered with the dampness of the night.’ Job 11:13-15Song 4:9Song 2:14; 6:9Song 5:113 “I had ataken off my dress,How can I put it on again?I had bwashed my feet,How could I get them dirty again? Is 32:9; Heb 3:15Luke 11:7Gen 19:24 “My beloved extended his hand through the opening of the door,And my afeelings were aroused for him.Jer 31:205 “I arose to open for my beloved;And my hands adripped with myrrh,And my fingers with liquid sweet-scented myrrh,On the handles of the bolt.Song 5:136 “I opened for my beloved,But my beloved had aturned away and was gone.My heart went out to him when he bspoke.I csearched for him, but I could not find him;I dcalled him, but he did not answer me.Song 6:1Song 5:2Song 3:1Prov 1:287 “The awatchmen who make the rounds in the city found me.They struck me, they wounded me;The guardsmen of the walls took my shawl from me.Song 3:38 “I acommand that you take an oath, O daughters of Jerusalem,If you find my beloved,As to what you tell him—Say that bI am sick from love sick from being without him.” Ps 63:1Song 2:7; 3:5Song 2:5
(The Chorus)
9 “What is your beloved more than another beloved,O amost beautiful among women?What is your beloved more than another beloved,That you should so command us to take an oath?” John 10:26Song 1:8; 6:1
Admiration by the Bride
(The Shulammite Bride)
10 “My beloved is exquisitely handsome and aruddy,bOutstanding among ten thousand. Ps 45:2; John 1:141 Sam 16:12Ps 45:211 “His head is like precious gold, pure gold;His ahair is curly like clusters of datesAnd black as a raven.Song 5:212 “His aeyes are like dovesBeside streams of water,Bathed in milkAnd reposed bin their setting.Song 1:15; 4:1Ex 25:713 “His cheeks are like a abed of balsam,Banks of sweet, fragrant herbs.His lips are bliliescDripping sweet-scented myrrh.Song 6:2Song 2:1Song 5:514 “His hands are rods of goldSet with aberyl;His abdomen is a figure of carved ivoryInlaid with bsapphires.Ex 28:20; 39:13; Ezek 1:16; Dan 10:6Ex 24:10; 28:18; Job 28:16; Is 54:1115 “His legs are strong and steady pillars of alabasterSet upon pedestals of fine gold.His appearance is like aLebanon,Stately and choice as the bcedars.Song 7:41 Kin 4:33; Ps 80:10; Ezek 17:23; 31:816 “His amouth is full of sweetness;Yes, he is altogether blovely and desirable.This is my beloved and this is my friend,O daughters of Jerusalem.” Ps 92:15; Col 1:15Song 7:92 Sam 1:23
(The Chorus)