Song of Solomon – Chapter 5


Verse 1 – I have come to 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, yes, drink deeply, O beloved ones!

Solomon tells his bride that, “All pleases me in thee, there is nothing to despise or cast away.” Then he tells his friends to celebrate.

Verse 2 – (The Shulamite) I sleep, but my heart is awake; it is the voice of my beloved! He knocks saying, “Open for me sister, my love, my dove, my perfect one; for my head is covered with dew, my locks with the drops of night.”

When the Shulamite says, I sleep, but my heart is awake”, it’s another dream.

Verse 3 – I have taken off my robe; how can I put it on again? I have washed my feet; how can I defile them?

Verse 4 – My beloved put his hand by the latch of the door, and my heart yearned for him.

Verse 5 – I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.

Verse 6 – I opened for my beloved, but my beloved had turned away and was gone. My heart went out to him when he spoke. I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

Verse 7 – The watchmen who went about the city found me. They struck me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took my veil away from me.

This image symbolizes the pain she felt at being separated from her lover.

Verse 8 – I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, that you tell him I am lovesick!

Verse 9 – (The daughters of Jerusalem) What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you so charge us?

Verse 10 – My beloved is white and ruddy, chief among ten thousand.

Verse 11 – His head is like the finest gold; his locks are wavy, and back as raven.

Verse 12 – His eyes are like doves by the rivers waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.

Verse 13 – His cheeks are like a bed of spices, like banks of scented herbs. His lips are lilies, dripping liquid myrrh.

Verse 14 – His hands are rods of gold set with beryl (a precious stone). His body is carved ivory inlaid with sapphires.

Verse 15 – His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of fine gold. His countenance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

Verse 16 – His mouth is most sweet, yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved. And this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!

The Shulamite calls Solomon “her friend.” In a healthy marriage a spouse should be our “best friend.” That should be developed by listening to one another sharing likes and dislikes. Too often people rush into a relationship due to passion before developing that friendship relationship.

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