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my garden

Song of Songs 4:9-5:1 (JDV)

Song of Songs 4:9 You have captured my heart, my sister, my bride. You have captured my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
Song of Songs 4:10 How delightful your caresses are, my sister, my bride. Your caresses are much better than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume than any balsam.
Song of Songs 4:11 Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
Song of Songs 4:12 My sister, my bride, you are a locked garden — a locked garden and a sealed spring.
Song of Songs 4:13 Your branches are a paradise of pomegranates with choicest fruits; henna with nard,
Song of Songs 4:14 nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all the trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices.
Song of Songs 4:15 You are a garden spring, a well of flowing water streaming from Lebanon.
Song of Songs 4:16 Awaken, north wind; come, south wind. Blow on my garden and spread the fragrance of its spices. Let my love come to his garden and eat its choicest fruits.
Song of Songs 5:1 I have come to my garden — my sister, my bride. I gather my myrrh with my spices. I eat my honeycomb with my honey. I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink, be intoxicated with love!

my garden

The groom relishes in his bride and describes her in terms of taste and beauty. She is his garden, filling him with delight. She invites him to come to his garden, and he joys in the memory of their time together. This is how marital love should be, and it joys our creator’s heart when we love each other so.

LORD, teach us (married and betrothed) how to delight in each other all the days of our