Song of Songs

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Song of Songs 1:1-17 (KJV) 



1 The song of songs, which [is] Solomon's. 


2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine.


I want you to kiss me with your mouth.  The woman tells her husband what she wants and she describes how good it is; it is better than wine.


God made love for a woman and her husband.  Many godly people told the world it was okay to take this and you, the ungodly, write the lyrics of lovemaking.  The world has been faithful in contaminating God's design and turning it into a diseased, infectious, chaotic, catastrophe. The hypocrisy of the church has tabooed this message long enough.  God expresses his disapproval of this through the message of this song.  Love-making belongs to God's people.



3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. 


The woman who loves her husband has spoken to him; your name carries a scent throughout the community. Just like the aroma of the finest colognes so is your reputation.  When your name is mentioned it sends the smell that we are in the presence of a good man.



4 Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee. 


Tell me I can come and my whole body will run toward you.  You brought me to your bed and my whole body is in a position to show you why I am here.  I will remember this moment more than wine: I remember what God has made between you and me.



5 I [am] black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. 


I am a black woman and attractive.  



6 Look not upon me, because I [am] black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; [but] mine own vineyard have I not kept. 


Don't just want me because I am black, my own mother's children were angry with me; they made me work in the sun: I was so tired of working for them, I could not keep my own vineyard in good shape.


7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest [thy flock] to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? 


I want to know where you are and what you do.  I want to know where you are at noon:  I do not want to be away from you even in the middle of the day.  I want my eyes on you or I want to know where you are even if I cannot be with you.



8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents. 


The man speaks to the woman: you can find me as you walk with the flock I tend.  Not only can you find me, what I have is your yours to use.

Solomon complements his woman and reassures her that you are the finest among women.  I want you to have the best of what I own.



9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. 


Let me describe you to what I love and that is the horses owned by a king.



10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold]. 


Solomon knew his wife's body.



11 We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.


I want to design what I want you to wear. 



12 While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. 


I smell my lover and I know his scent anywhere.



13 A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. 


He smells good and I want his scent all over my body even between my breast.



14 My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. 


My love from you is like a bouquet of flowers from a special place.



15 Behold, thou [art] fair, my love; behold, thou [art] fair; thou [hast] doves' eyes. 


The woman is described by her man.


16 Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green. 


17 The beams of our house [are] cedar, [and] our rafters of fir.


The position of the bodies indicates that he is in a position where he is enjoying what is going on in his bed.




 

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