How do you read God’s word?
Whither is thy beloved gone? Can you feel the absence? O thou fairest among women, The beauty, the grace, When away, creates a longing. Whither is thy beloved turned aside? Is he in his garden again? That we may seek him with thee. Let us go unto him, In the fullness of faith.
His mouth is, his words are Most sweet. Yea, he is as his Father, Altogether lovely. This is my beloved, The one who redeemed me. And this is my friend, The one who justified me. O daughters of Jerusalem.
His legs are strong enough To support creation, they are As pillars of marble. Set upon sockets of fine gold, He is worthy of honor and glory. His countenance is as fresh, And as beautiful, As Lebanon. Excellent as the cedars, Stately in their height.