Song of Solomon 5:12–16 (NKJV)

12 His eyes are like doves
By the rivers of waters,
Washed with milk,
And fitly set.
13 His cheeks are like a bed of spices,
Banks of scented herbs.
His lips are lilies,
Dripping liquid myrrh.

14 His hands are rods of gold
Set with beryl.
His body is carved ivory
Inlaid with sapphires.
15 His legs are pillars of marble
Set on bases of fine gold.
His countenance is like Lebanon,
Excellent as the cedars.
16 His mouth is most sweet,
Yes, he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved,
And this is my friend,
O daughters of Jerusalem!

The Shulamite continues her effusive praise of her beloved to the daughters of Jerusalem.  On their honeymoon, she is overwhelmed by the appearance of his eyes, his cheecks, his lips.  She loves his face.  She speaks of the strength of his olive-colored hands, his hard body with strong legs.  He has a regal look about him, and he is altogether lovely.

This giddy description shows how love can notice the good and even enhance it in one’s beloved.  Hopefully, every man marries the woman that he feels is the most beautiful woman in the world to him, and the same with every woman marrying the man of her dreams.  Only marry the one who is truly your beloved, and only be with them physically within the bonds of marriage.  True love will be a joy, not a dirge.  Even through tough times, the love will carry a couple through.

As well, this deep praise of her Beloved by the Shulamite is an example of how believers should feel about their coming Savior, Jesus Christ.  Describe His mighty attributes to everyone you know.  Tell of His works, His blessings in your life.  Spread the news about His riches in glory.  Search for Him and long for Him, for He is coming soon!

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