Song of Songs 5:2-8
{5:2} I sleep, but my heart waketh: [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, [and] my locks with the drops of the night. {5:3} I
have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed
my feet; how shall I defile them? {5:4} My beloved put in
his hand by the hole [of the door,] and my bowels were moved for him. {5:5} I rose up to open to my beloved; and
my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with]
sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. {5:6} I
opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn
himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I
sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he
gave me no answer. {5:7} The watchmen that went about
the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the
keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. {5:8} I
charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my
beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
Can't say this is very romantic......
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Song of Songs 5:2-8
{5:2} I sleep, but my heart waketh: [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, [and] my locks with the drops of the night. {5:3} I
have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed
my feet; how shall I defile them? {5:4} My beloved put in
his hand by the hole [of the door,] and my bowels were
moved for him. {5:5} I rose up to open to my beloved; and
my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with]
sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. {5:6} I
opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn
himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I
sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he
gave me no answer. {5:7} The watchmen that went about
the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the
keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. {5:8} I
charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my
beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
The entire Song depicts two lovers fantasizing about each other, often lying awake on their beds at night. Please also note; their fantasies are taking place before they are married. Here in this passage we see a young girl sleeping after having fantasized about her beloved. Suddenly she hears his voice outsider her door and she awakens. She rises up to open the door her hands still dripping of myrrh, her fingers with “sweet smelling myrrh”. There’s nothing unclean or unwholesome about this. This is perfectly natural and healthy.
I never saw it that way. I wondered what it really meant.... Thanks.
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Nope - - I work outside the home and I'm not an ultra-con!
It's just funny how you bluntly laid it out there...........
Well I have little spare time to be more tactfull!! I just heard a sermon this week about 'standards' and the age old arguement that a woman should dress in a potatoe sack b/c all of us men are turned on visually and a woman is not! I must live around a lot of men dressed as women!!! I have heard my wife and her friends, cousins etc.... sit around talking about how HOTT some guy looked!
Well I have little spare time to be more tactfull!! I just heard a sermon this week about 'standards' and the age old arguement that a woman should dress in a potatoe sack b/c all of us men are turned on visually and a woman is not! I must live around a lot of men dressed as women!!! I have heard my wife and her friends, cousins etc.... sit around talking about how HOTT some guy looked!
I'm with you brother.....it's a two-way street for sure!
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Master of Science in Applied Disgruntled Religious Theorist Wrangling
PhD in Petulant Tantrum Quelling
Dean of the School of Hard Knocks
Song of Songs 5:2-8
{5:2} I sleep, but my heart waketh: [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, [and] my locks with the drops of the night. {5:3} I
have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed
my feet; how shall I defile them? {5:4} My beloved put in
his hand by the hole [of the door,] and my bowels were
moved for him. {5:5} I rose up to open to my beloved; and
my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with]
sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. {5:6} I
opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn
himself, [and] was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I
sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he
gave me no answer. {5:7} The watchmen that went about
the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the
keepers of the walls took away my veil from me. {5:8} I
charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my
beloved, that ye tell him, that I [am] sick of love.
The entire Song depicts two lovers fantasizing about each other, often lying awake on their beds at night. Please also note; their fantasies are taking place before they are married. Here in this passage we see a young girl sleeping after having fantasized about her beloved. Suddenly she hears his voice outsider her door and she awakens. She rises up to open the door her hands still dripping of myrrh, her fingers with “sweet smelling myrrh”. There’s nothing unclean or unwholesome about this. This is perfectly natural and healthy.
Son 5:5
My hands dropped with myrrh - It was a custom among the Romans, as Brissonius, Isidore, and others relate, to conduct the bride to the house of the bridegroom with lighted torches; and those who brought her anointed the door-posts with fragant oils, whence the name uxor, or as it was formerly written unxor, for a wife or married woman, because of the anointing which took place on the occasion; for sometimes the bride herself anointed the door-posts, and sometimes those who brought her; probably both at the same time. The same custom might have existed among the Jews. See Vossius’ Etymologicon. - Clarke
and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock; when she put her hand upon it to draw it back, and let her beloved in; the myrrh, which he had gathered, Son_5:1, and left there when he put in his hand at the hole of the door: the allusion seems to be to lovers shut out, who used to cover the threshold of the door with flowers, and anoint the door posts with sweet smelling ointment. - Gill
I never saw it that way. I wondered what it really meant.... Thanks.
You don not really believe that was the interpretation, do you?
On another note, apart from anything you said or said to you, I think some believers think nothing is wrong with some porn.
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