September 22, Morning
My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the Lord.
[Psa.104:34]
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste. ■ For who in the heaven can be compared unto the Lord? who among the sons of the mighty can be likened unto the Lord?
[Song.2:3 | Psa.89:6]
My beloved is white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand. ■ One pearl of great price. ■ The prince of the kings of the earth.
[Song.5:10 | Matt.13:46 | Rev.1:5]
His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven. ■ The head over all things. ■ He is the head of the body, the church.
[Song.5:11 | Eph.1:22 | Col.1:18]
His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers. ■ He could not be hid.
[Song.5:13 | Mark.7:24]
His lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. ■ Never man spake like this man.
[Song.5:13 | John.7:46]
His countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. ■ Make thy face to shine upon thy servant. ■ Lord, lift thou up the light thy countenance upon us.
[Song.5:15 | Psa.31:16 | Psa.4:6]
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