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] bride: 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, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
The Church having a taste of Christ's love is sick of love.
Song of Songs 5:2 I was asleep, but my heart waked: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, my locks with the drops of the night. Song of Songs 5:3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? Song of Songs 5:4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole [of the door], and my heart was moved for him. Song of Songs 5:5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt. Song of Songs 5:6 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer. Song of Songs 5:7 The watchmen that go about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my mantle from me. Song of Songs 5:8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I am sick of love.
A description of Christ by his graces.
Song of Songs 5:9 What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? what is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, that thou dost so adjure us? Song of Songs 5:10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. Song of Songs 5:11 His head is [as] the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, [and] black as a raven. Song of Songs 5:12 His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks; washed with milk, [and] fitly set. Song of Songs 5:13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as banks of sweet herbs: his lips are as lilies, dropping liquid myrrh. Song of Songs 5:14 His hands are [as] rings of gold set with beryl: his body is [as] ivory work overlaid [with] sapphires. Song of Songs 5:15 His legs are [as] pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his aspect is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. Song of Songs 5:16 His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.