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FRAMEWORKS: Song of Solomon 5:

 

Preliminary Comments: Please ensure you have read the notes in the Introduction. Very well, to begin with, the study which simply seeks to help the reader absorb the text more easily:

 

Possible breakdown :

v.1 An enigmatic reference to their coming together at what could be the wedding

v.2-8 A lost opportunity when he comes to find her

v.9-16 She extensively extols his handsomeness when challenged by the chorus

 

He

 

v.1 [I have come to my bride and enjoyed her fully] I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride ;
    I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
    I have drunk my wine and my milk.

 

Friends

 

[celebrate this love!] Eat, friends, and drink;
    drink your fill of love.

 

She

 

v.2 [we slept in adjoining bedrooms [?], he came knocking in the night but I am damp from the warm night] I slept but my heart was awake.
    Listen! My beloved is knocking:
‘Open to me, my sister, my darling,
    my dove, my flawless one.
My head is drenched with dew,
    my hair with the dampness of the night.'
v.3 [I hesitated, must I change again for him?] I have taken off my robe –
    must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet –
    must I soil them again?
v.4 [he reached to open the door and my heart beats strongly] My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening;
    my heart began to pound for him.
v.5 [I prepared myself with spices] I arose to open for my beloved,
    and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with flowing myrrh,
    on the handles of the bolt.
v.6 [but when I eventually opened the door he had gone ] I opened for my beloved,
    but my beloved had left; he was gone.
    My heart sank at his departure.
I looked for him but did not find him.
    I called him but he did not answer.
v.7 [I went out to look for him but the watchmen beat me for being out in the middle of the night] The watchmen found me
    as they made their rounds in the city.
They beat me, they bruised me;
    they took away my cloak,
    those watchmen of the walls!
v.8 [Oh you watchers, if you see him just tell him I love him ] Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you –
    if you find my beloved,
what will you tell him?
    Tell him I am faint with love.

 

Friends

 

v.9  [so tell us, prove to us you love him so] How is your beloved better than others,
    most beautiful of women?
How is your beloved better than others,
    that you so charge us?

 

She

 

v.10 [well, to start with he stands out above all others] My beloved is radiant and ruddy,
    outstanding among ten thousand.
v.11  [such a noble head with exquisite wavy hair] His head is purest gold;
    his hair is wavy
    and black as a raven.
v.12 [his eyes tell he is humble and pure] His eyes are like doves
    by the water streams,
washed in milk,
    mounted like jewels.
v.13 [everything about his looks is wonderful] His cheeks are like beds of spice
    yielding perfume.
His lips are like lilies
    dripping with myrrh.
v.14 [with such strong arms and the body of an statue] His arms are rods of gold
    set with topaz.
His body is like polished ivory
    decorated with lapis lazuli.
v.15  His legs are pillars of marble
    set on bases of pure gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,
    choice as its cedars.
v.16 [he speaks only good and he's wonderful – and he's my friend!] His mouth is sweetness itself;
    he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved, this is my friend,
    daughters of Jerusalem

 

[Concluding Comment: The first half of this chapter 5 [v.1-8] is about how she was more concerned to look good, when he came to her, but missed her chance to be with him. The chorus challenge her to say just what it is about him she loves [v.9] and the remainder of the chapter is her describing him in glowing terms [v.10-16]. Again there is no reference to Solomon or identification of the couple. Again her descriptions could apply to any young man.]

 

And now the drama:

   
The Text: The Drama:

HE

5 1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;

I have drunk my wine and my milk.

 

(As the lights come back up the couple are walking hand in hand across the stage and he speaks)

I have received of the garden that you have presented to me so willingly, my love, and the delight you have given me is beyond description.

 

FRIENDS

Eat, O friends, and drink; drink your fill, O lovers.

(The chorus breaks in)

Indeed, dear ones, enjoy each other.

(The lights fade)

 

 

 

 

SHE

2 I slept but my heart was awake. Listen! My lover is knocking:

"Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one.

My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night."

3 I have taken off my robe-- must I put it on again?

I have washed my feet-- must I soil them again?

4 My lover thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began to pound for him.

5 I arose to open for my lover, and my hands dripped with myrrh,

my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the lock.

6 I opened for my lover, but my lover had left; he was gone.

My heart sank at his departure. A I looked for him but did not find him.

I called him but he did not answer.

7 The watchmen found me as they made their rounds in the city.

They beat me, they bruised me; they took away my cloak, those watchmen of the walls!

8 O daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you-- if you find my lover,

what will you tell him? Tell him I am faint with love.

(As the lights come back on the girl is on stage alone, seated on a tall stool. She reflects back The backdrop is blank).

You know, there was a time when it nearly didn't happen. There was a night in our early days when he came to my home in the middle of the night. He gently rapped on the shutters and called, my love, it is I, let me in.

It was the middle of the night, I was damp with perspiration from the warmth of the night. I was in my nightdress. I thought, he can't see me like this, I must get dressed. I heard him trying to unlatch the shutters.

I got out of bed and thought, I must put on perfume, he can't see me like this.

By the time I was dressed and ready for him, he was gone. My heart sank. I went outside to look. I called into the darkness but I was too late.

I hurried after him into the city, but it was after the curfew. The watchmen encountered me and thought the worst and beat me.

Oh my friends, tell him I am sorry, tell him I love him.

FRIENDS

9 How is your beloved better than others, most beautiful of women?

How is your beloved better than others, that you charge us so?

 

(The chorus break in)

Really? Really? Convince us oh most beautiful of women that he means more to you than any other man.

 

SHE

10 My lover is radiant and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand.

 

 

 

 

 

11 His head is purest gold; his hair is wavy and black as a raven.

12 His eyes are like doves by the water streams, washed in milk,

mounted like jewels.

 

 

13 His cheeks are like beds of spice yielding perfume. His lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh.

14 His arms are rods of gold set with chrysolite. His body is like polished ivory decorated with sapphires.

15 His legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold. His appearance is like Lebanon, choice as its cedars.

16 His mouth is sweetness itself;

he is altogether lovely. This is my lover, this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

 

(She pauses with bowed head, then lifts her face forcefully and continues)

“Very well then! I cannot get him out of my mind. Every detail of him is etched in my brain! His face shines with the healthy glow of the outdoor life. He is more handsome than ten thousand others!

He looks almost gold reflecting the sun, and yet his hair is black as a raven. He says my eyes are gentle; well his are more so, pure and bright as well.

Just the sight of his face is more beautiful to me than perfume. His arms and body are strong like polished stone, his legs like marble columns set in gold. He stands tall and strong, and when he smiles – well my heart just melts. This, my friends, is him, this is the one who is both my best friend and my love! Now will you believe?

 

     

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