I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. Ver. 1. _I am come into my garden._] So ready is the Lord Christ to fulfil t... [ Continue Reading ]
I sleep, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night. Ver. 2. _I sleep, but my heart waketh._] It was no sound sleep that she took. She... [ Continue Reading ]
_I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?_ Ver. 3. _I have put off my coat._] Thus the flesh shows itself not only weak but wayward, treacherous, and tyrannical; rebel it doth in the best, and reign it would if it might be suffered. This bramble... [ Continue Reading ]
My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my bowels were moved for him. Ver. 4. _My beloved put in his hand by the hole._] Or, He let fall his hand from the hole, _a_ where he was lifting at the latch, or seeking to put by the bar; he took it so unkindly to be so ill answered, that... [ Continue Reading ]
I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. Ver. 5. _I rose up to open to my beloved._] This was repentance from sin, as that in the former verse was repentance for sin. To repent, and yet to lie still... [ Continue Reading ]
I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. Ver. 6. _I opened to my beloved, but my beloved had withdrawn himself and was gone._] Or, "He was gone, he was... [ Continue Reading ]
The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. Ver. 7. _The watchmen that went about the city, &c._] _See Trapp on "_ Son 3:3 _"_ The ministers that walk the round, that watch for men's souls, Heb 13:17 Isa 61:6 th... [ Continue Reading ]
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love. Ver. 8. _I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem._] Being evil entreated by her enemies, she turns her to her friends, those damsels or daughters of Jerusalem. See Song of Solomon 2:7; Song of... [ Continue Reading ]
What [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what [is] thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so charge us? Ver. 9. _What is thy beloved more than another beloved?_] This capital question is here doubled for the more vehemence, as also for the stra... [ Continue Reading ]
My beloved [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. Ver. 10. _My beloved is white and ruddy, &c._] Love lacks no rhetoric to lay forth the thing beloved in liveliest colours. "White and ruddy!" What can be more laudable and lovely? What can come nearer to a perfect symmetry, to a soun... [ Continue Reading ]
His head [is as] the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] black as a raven. Ver. 11. _His head is as the most fine gold._] Here she begins her particular praise of his various parts; and here she may seem to speak with the tongues of men and of angels, performing, as lovers used to do, that... [ Continue Reading ]
His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, [and] fitly set. Ver. 12. _His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of water, &c., _] _i.e., _ they are full of all innocence, singleness, and chastity; _See Trapp on "_ Son 1:15 _"_ _See Trapp on "_ Son 4:1 _"_... [ Continue Reading ]
His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. Ver. 13. _His cheeks are as a bed of spices,_] _i.e., _ Comely and pleasant to the sight, sweet also to the smell; _areolis similes, aromatum plenis;_ flourishing with a goodly, comely, f... [ Continue Reading ]
His hands [are as] gold rings set with the beryl: his belly [is as] bright ivory overlaid [with] sapphires. Ver. 14. _His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl._] Or, Chrysolite; Heb., Tarshish, whence our word turkeis, as it may seem, a precious stone, of colour blue like the sky, or, as othe... [ Continue Reading ]
_His legs [are as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars._ Ver. 15. _His legs are as pillars of marble._] A sign of Christ's firmness in his kingdom, works, word, and government, saith a learned expositor, and of his strength to t... [ Continue Reading ]
His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem. Ver. 16. _His mouth is most sweet._] Heb., His palate - that is, his word and promises, which are, as it were, the breath of Christ's mouth - is all sweet. This she ha... [ Continue Reading ]