In this chapter, I. Jesus Christ, having espoused
his church to himself (
1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead. 2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them. 3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks. 4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. 5 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies. 6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. 7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
Here is, I. A large and particular account
of the beauties of the church, and of gracious souls on whom the
image of God is renewed, consisting in the beauty of
holiness. In general, he that is a competent judge of beauty,
whose judgment, we are sure, is according to truth,
and what all must subscribe to, he has said, Behold, thou art
fair. She had commended him, and called all about her to take
notice of his glories; and hereby she recommends herself to him,
gains his favour, and, in return for her respects, he calls to all
about him to take notice of her graces. Those that honour Christ he
will honour,
1. He does not flatter her, nor design
hereby either to make her proud of herself or to court her praises
of him; but, (1.) It is to encourage her under her present
dejections. Whatever others thought of her, she was amiable in his
eyes. (2.) It is to teach her what to value herself upon, not any
external advantages (which would add nothing to her, and the want
of which would deprive her of nothing that was really excellent),
but upon the comeliness of grace which he had put upon her. (3.) It
is to invite others to think well of her too, and to join
themselves to her: "Thou art my love, thou lovest me and art
beloved of me, and therefore thou art fair." All the beauty
of the saints is derived from him, and they shine by reflecting his
light; it is the beauty of the Lord our God that is upon
us,
2. As to the representation here made of
the beauty of the church, the images are certainly very bright, the
shades are strong, and the comparisons bold, not proper indeed to
represent any external beauty, for they were not designed to do so,
but the beauty of holiness, the new man, the hidden man of the
heart, in that which is not corruptible. Seven particulars are
specified, a number of perfection, for the church is enriched with
manifold graces by the seven spirits that are before the
throne,
(1.) Her eyes. A good eye
contributes much to a beauty: Thou hast doves' eyes, clear
and chaste, and often cast up towards heaven. It is not the eagle's
eye, that can face the sun, but the dove's eye, a humble,
modest, mournful eye, that is the praise of those whom Christ
loves. Ministers are the church's eyes (
(2.) Her hair; it is compared to
a flock of goats, which looked white, and were, on the top
of the mountains, like a fine head of hair; and the sight was more
pleasant to the spectator because the goats have not only gravity
from their beards, but they are comely in going (
(3.) Her teeth,
(4.) Her lips; these are compared to
a thread of scarlet,
(5.) Her temples, or cheeks, which are here compared to a piece of a pomegranate, a fruit which, when cut in two, has rich veins or specks in it, like a blush in the face. Humility and modesty, blushing to lift up our faces before God, blushing at the remembrance of sin and in a sense of our unworthiness of the honour put upon us, will beautify us very much in the eyes of Christ. The blushes of Christ's bride are within her locks, which intimates (says Mr. Durham) that she blushes when no other sees, and for that which none sees but God and conscience; also that she seeks not to proclaim her humility, but modestly covers that too; yet the evidences of all these, in a tender walk, appear and are comely.
(6.) Her neck; this is here compared
to the tower of David,
(7.) Her breasts; these are like
two young roes that are twins,
II. The bridegroom's resolution hereupon to
retire to the mountain of myrrh (
III. His repeated commendation of the
beauty of the spouse (
8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards. 9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck. 10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices! 11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon. 12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed. 13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard, 14 Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
These are still the words of Christ to his church, expressing his great esteem of her and affection to her, the opinion he had of her beauty and excellency, the desire he had of, and the delight he had in, her converse and society. And so ought men to love their wives as Christ loves the church, and takes pleasure in it as if it were spotless and had no fault, when yet it is compassed with infirmity. Now, observe here,
I. The endearing names and titles by which
he calls her, to express his love to her, to assure her of it, and
to engage and excite her love to him. Twice here he calls her My
spouse (
II. The gracious call he gives her to come
along with him as a faithful bride, that must forget her own people
and her father's house, and leave all to cleave to him. Ubi tu
Caius, ibi ego Caia—Where thou Caius art, I Caia will be.
Come with me from Lebanon,
1. It is a precept; so we take it, like
that (
2. It may be taken as a promise: Thou shalt
come with me from Lebanon, from the lions' dens; that is,
(1.) "Many shall be brought home to me, as living members of the
church, from every point, from Lebanon in the north, Amana in the
west, Hermon in the east, Shenir in the south, from all parts, to
sit down with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob,"
III. The great delight Christ takes in his church and in all believers. He delights in them,
1. As in an agreeable bride, adorned for
her husband (
2. As in a pleasant garden. And well may a
very great delight be compared to the delight taken in a garden,
when the happiness of Adam in innocency was represented by the
putting of him into a garden, a garden of pleasure. This comparison
is pursued,
15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon. 16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
These seem to be the words of the spouse, the church, in answer to the commendations which Christ, the bridegroom, had given of her as a pleasant fruitful garden. Is she a garden?
I. She owns her dependence upon Christ
himself to make this garden fruitful. To him she has an eye
(
II. She implores the influences of the
blessed Spirit to make this garden fragrant (
III. She invites Christ to the best entertainment the garden affords: "Let my beloved then come into his garden and eat his pleasant fruits; let him have the honour of all the products of the garden (it is fit he should), and let me have the comfort of his acceptance of them, for that is the best account they can be made to turn to." Observe, 1. She calls it his garden; for those that are espoused to Christ call nothing their own, but what they have devoted to him and desire to be used for him. When the spices flow forth then it is fit to be called his garden, and not till then. The fruits of the garden are his pleasant fruits, for he planted them, watered them, and gave the increase. What can we pretend to merit at Christ's hands when we can invite him to nothing but what is his own already? 2. She begs he would visit it, and accept of what it produced. The believer can take little pleasure in his garden, unless Christ, the beloved of his soul, come to him, nor have any joy of the fruits of it, unless they redound some way or other to the glory of Christ, and he will think all he has well bestowed upon him.