His Bride

DEVOTION

SONG OF SONGS

HIS BRIDE

Song 4:1-7

4:1 How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are doves. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Mount Gilead. 2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn, coming up from the washing. Each has its twin; not one of them is alone. 3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon; your mouth is lovely. Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate. 4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built with elegance; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors. 5 Your two breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle that browse among the lilies. 6 Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of incense. 7 All beautiful you are, my darling; there is no flaw in you.

NIV

Almost this whole of chapter four is the description of the bride by the bridegroom. We will take just a portion of it at a time because it is quite long. Those who want to view this as some sensual piece of literature would take away any relationship the Lord has with his people, or that it his word is always about God revealing more of himself to his people. If we view this from the perspective of God, then we can see how Jesus Christ, the bridegroom views his church. To know that we are no longer withheld outside the veil, but we are in fact behind the veil in the Holy of Holies is a great truth. Our speech, our lips are filled with praise, at least they should be. They have been covered by the scarlet blood of the lamb. Our voice is filled with the words of God, our temples, our mind is set on the things of God, not on the world. We have the breastplate of Christ, all the warriors of heaven are at our disposal. We can run the race like a gazelle, we will not grow weary, we run among the lily of the valley, Jesus until that Day of the Lord appears and the shadow of night no longer exists. Here we stand, we take our stand upon the mountain of God. We are beautiful in his sight, he sees us without a single flaw, for as we have been washed by the scarlet blood of the Lamb until we are whiter as fresh driven snow. He sees us flawless, holy and blameless, pure and without spot or blemish. We are the bride of Christ always ready for our bridegroom to bring us home. Yet in the truest sense we are already his wife. We have been wedded to him since the day we were born again. This life we now live is the honeymoon, an extended honeymoon, until he is finished preparing a place for us in the home where we will spend all of eternity with him. Someday that home will be presented, coming down from heaven, shining as the light of Christ, filled with the glory of God. Until that day appears, let us enjoy this honeymoon, content being his bride.