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A MAN AND WOMAN’S LOVE STORY FROM SONG OF SOLOMON

A MAN AND WOMAN’S LOVE STORY FROM SONG OF SOLOMON

We are reflecting God’s Marvelous Light

I’m just a wildflower picked from the plains of Sharon, a lotus blossom from the valley pools.

The Man

 A lotus blossoming in a swamp of weeds—
that’s my dear friend among the girls in the village.

The Woman

 As an apricot tree stands out in the forest,
my lover stands above the young men in town.
All I want is to sit in his shade,
to taste and savor his delicious love.
He took me home with him for a festive meal,
but his eyes feasted on me!

Oh! Give me something refreshing to eat—and quickly!
Apricots, raisins—anything. I’m about to faint with love!
His left hand cradles my head,
and his right arm encircles my waist!

Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem,
by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer:
Don’t excite love, don’t stir it up,
until the time is ripe—and you’re ready.

Look! Listen! There’s my lover!
Do you see him coming?
Vaulting the mountains,
leaping the hills.
My lover is like a gazelle, graceful;
like a young stag, virile.
Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate,
all ears, all eyes—ready!
My lover has arrived
and he’s speaking to me!

The Man

 Get up, my dear friend,
fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Look around you: Winter is over;
the winter rains are over, gone!
Spring flowers are in blossom all over.
The whole world’s a choir—and singing!
Spring warblers are filling the forest
with sweet arpeggios.
Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed,
and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms.
Oh, get up, dear friend,
my fair and beautiful lover—come to me!
Come, my shy and modest dove—
leave your seclusion, come out in the open.
Let me see your face,
let me hear your voice.
For your voice is soothing
and your face is ravishing.

The Woman

 Then you must protect me from the foxes,
foxes on the prowl,
Foxes who would like nothing better
than to get into our flowering garden.

My lover is mine, and I am his.
Nightly he strolls in our garden,
Delighting in the flowers
until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.

Turn to me, dear lover.
Come like a gazelle.
Leap like a wild stag
on delectable mountains!

My lover is mine, and I am his.
Nightly he strolls in our garden,
Delighting in the flowers
until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.

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TODAYS POETRY READING (I TAKE REFUGE IN TRUTH)

TODAYS POETRY READING (I TAKE REFUGE IN TRUTH)

I COME TO THEE, O Master! On thy breast

I lay my weary head; I lave thy feet

With tears and kisses, travail of my quest;

I bring my aching heart and sore defeat,

And seek thy holy joy an perfect rest.

Place thou thy hand upon my burning brow;

Soothe thou my soul, and bid my sins depart;

I ask thy sweet salvation even now;

Thy rest I seek to ease my throbbing heart;

Thou art the Truth, to thee I cling and bow.

Thou changest not amid Earth’s changing scenes;

All worldly joys, strong passions that decay,

The sordid thought, the action that demeans,

These are not thee, and they will pass away;

On thy abiding strength my spirit leans.

Lead thou my feet unto thy Holy Place;

I take thy chastening; thy great love I see;

Thy rod I kiss, and in my deep disgrace,

With longing, humble heart I cling to thee,

Knowing thou wilt not turn away thy face.

 

 

TODAY’S POETRY READING (PATIENCE)

Why this fierce struggle to achieve thine ends?

This selfish argument? This fire which lends

Heat to resentment, ashes to remorse?

Canst thou bend Truth and Nature to thy will?

Bend thou, and work and wait; be strong and still;

Soft growth is stronger than vehement force.

Be as a flower, content to be, to grow

In sweetness day by day; content to know

The hidden blessing in the seeming curse;

A child of Love, un-argumentative;

Content to be and know-as thou dost live-

The simple secret of the Universe.

TODAYS POETRY READING (GOD BLESSES HIS CHOSEN ONE)

TODAYS POETRY READING (GOD BLESSES HIS CHOSEN ONE)

You’re the handsomest of men;
every word from your lips is sheer grace,
and God has blessed you, blessed you so much.
Strap your sword to your side, warrior!
Accept praise! Accept due honor!
Ride majestically! Ride triumphantly!
Ride on the side of truth!
Ride for the righteous meek! 

“Your instructions are glow-in-the-dark;
you shoot sharp arrows
Into enemy hearts; the king’s
foes lie down in the dust, beaten.

“Your throne is God’s throne,
ever and always;
The scepter of your royal rule
measures right living.
You love the right
and hate the wrong.
And that is why God, your very own God,
poured fragrant oil on your head,
Marking you out as king
from among your dear companions.

Psalm 45:2-7 MSG

TODAY’S POETRY READING FOR THE EDIFICATION OF THE SOUL

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AN AWESOME INSPIRED MEDITATION ON THE WONDERS OF GOD’S WORLD

O my soul, bless God! God, my God, how great you are!
beautifully, gloriously robed,
Dressed up in sunshine,
and all heaven stretched out for your tent.
You built your palace on the ocean deeps,
made a chariot out of clouds and took off on wind-wings.
You commandeered winds as messengers,
appointed fire and flame as ambassadors.
You set earth on a firm foundation
so that nothing can shake it, ever.
You blanketed earth with ocean,
covered the mountains with deep waters;
Then you roared and the water ran away—
your thunder crash put it to flight.
Mountains pushed up, valleys spread out
in the places you assigned them.
You set boundaries between earth and sea;
never again will earth be flooded.
You started the springs and rivers,
sent them flowing among the hills.
All the wild animals now drink their fill,
wild donkeys quench their thirst.
Along the riverbanks the birds build nests,
ravens make their voices heard.
You water the mountains from your heavenly cisterns;
earth is supplied with plenty of water.
You make grass grow for the livestock,
hay for the animals that plow the ground.

 Oh yes, God brings grain from the land,
wine to make people happy,
Their faces glowing with health,
a people well-fed and hearty.
God’s trees are well-watered—
the Lebanon cedars he planted.
Birds build their nests in those trees;
look—the stork at home in the treetop.
Mountain goats climb about the cliffs;
badgers burrow among the rocks.
The moon keeps track of the seasons,
the sun is in charge of each day.
When it’s dark and night takes over,
all the forest creatures come out.
The young lions roar for their prey,
clamoring to God for their supper.
When the sun comes up, they vanish,
lazily stretched out in their dens.
Meanwhile, men and women go out to work,
busy at their jobs until evening.

What a wildly wonderful world, God!
You made it all, with Wisdom at your side,
made earth overflow with your wonderful creations.
Oh, look—the deep, wide sea,
brimming with fish past counting,
sardines and sharks and salmon.
Ships plow those waters,
and Leviathan, your pet dragon, romps in them.
All the creatures look expectantly to you
to give them their meals on time.
You come, and they gather around;
you open your hand and they eat from it.
If you turned your back,
they’d die in a minute—
Take back your Spirit and they die,
revert to original mud;
Send out your Spirit and they spring to life—
the whole countryside in bloom and blossom.

The glory of God—let it last forever!
Let God enjoy his creation!
He takes one look at earth and triggers an earthquake,
points a finger at the mountains, and volcanoes erupt.

Oh, let me sing to God all my life long,
sing hymns to my God as long as I live!
Oh, let my song please him;
I’m so pleased to be singing to God.
But clear the ground of sinners—
no more godless men and women!

O my soul, bless God

Psalms 104:1-35 MSG

 

TODAY’S POETRY READING

THE JOY AND ECSTASY OF LOVE (SONG OF SOLOMON 4:1-7 MSG)

This poem describes the joy and ecstasy of love. It has been understood both as a picture of God’s love for Israel and of Christ‘s love for the Church.  We all have past experiences and present concerns that can stand in the way of loving another and feeling fully loved.  However, when we read this poem we will discover none of that, because this poem embraces the deep compassion that a man feels for his lady.

You’re so beautiful, my darling, so beautiful, and your dove eyes are veiled
by your hair as it flows and shimmers,
like a flock of goats in the distance
streaming down a hillside in the sunshine.
Your smile is generous and full—
expressive and strong and clean.
Your lips are jewel red,
your mouth elegant and inviting,
your veiled cheeks soft and radiant.
The smooth, lithe lines of your neck
command notice—all heads turn in awe and admiration!
Your breasts are like fawns,
twins of a gazelle, grazing among the first spring flowers.

The sweet, fragrant curves of your body,
the soft, spiced contours of your flesh
Invite me, and I come. I stay
until dawn breathes its light and night slips away.
You’re beautiful from head to toe, my dear love,
beautiful beyond compare, absolutely flawless.



TODAY’S POETRY READING WITH VIDEO LOVE SONGS

A LOVER LOST AND FOUND IN THE DARKNESS OF THE NIGHT

Song of Solomon 3:1-5 MSG

Restless in bed and sleepless through the night, I longed for my lover.
I wanted him desperately. His absence was painful.
So I got up, went out and roved the city,
hunting through streets and down alleys.
I wanted my lover in the worst way!
I looked high and low, and didn’t find him.
And then the night watchmen found me
as they patrolled the darkened city.
“Have you seen my dear lost love?” I asked.
No sooner had I left them than I found him,
found my dear lost love.
I threw my arms around him and held him tight,
wouldn’t let him go until I had him home again,
safe at home beside the fire.

5 Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem,
by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer:
Don’t excite love, don’t stir it up,
until the time is ripe—and you’re ready.

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