Song of Songs 5
Christ awaketh the Church with his calling.
Song of Songs 5:1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my [spouse], I haue gathered my Myrrhe with my spice, I haue eaten my honie combe with my hony, I haue drunke my wine with my milke: eate, O friends, drinke, yea drinke abundantly, O beloued!
The Church having a taste of Christ's love is sick of love.
Song of Songs 5:2 I sleepe, but my heart waketh: [it is] the voyce of my beloued that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for my head is filled with dewe, [and] my lockes with the drops of the night. Song of Songs 5:3 I haue put off my coate, how shall I put it on? I haue washed my feete, how shall I defile them? Song of Songs 5:4 My beloued put in his hand by the hole [of the dore], and my bowels were moued for him. Song of Songs 5:5 I rose vp to open to my beloued, and my hands dropped [with] myrrhe, and my fingers [with] sweete smelling myrrhe, vpon the handles of the locke. Song of Songs 5:6 I opened to my beloued, but my beloued had with drawen himselfe, [and] was gone: my soule failed when hee spake: I sought him, but I could not find him: I called him, but he gaue me no answere. Song of Songs 5:7 The watchmen that went about the citie, found me, they smote me, they wounded me, the keepers of the walles tooke away my vaile from me. Song of Songs 5:8 I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if ye find my beloued, that yee tell him, that I [am] sicke of loue.
A description of Christ by his graces.
Song of Songs 5:9 What [is] thy beloued more then [another] beloued, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloued more then [another] beloued, that thou doest so charge vs? Song of Songs 5:10 My beloued [is] white and ruddy, the chiefest among tenne thousand. Song of Songs 5:11 His head [is] as the most fine gold, his locks [are] bushy, [and] blacke as a Rauen. Song of Songs 5:12 His eyes [are] as [the eyes] of doues by the riuers of water, washed with milk, and fitly set. Song of Songs 5:13 His cheekes [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweete flowers: his lippes [like] lillies, dropping sweete smelling myrrhe. Song of Songs 5:14 His hands [are as] gold rings set with the Berill: His belly [is as] bright iuorie, ouerlayd [with] Saphires. Song of Songs 5:15 His legges [are as] pillars of marble, set vpon sockets of fine gold: his countenance [is] as Lebanon, excellent as the Cedars. Song of Songs 5:16 His mouth is most sweete, yea he is altogether louely. This [is] my beloued, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Ierusalem.