Song of Solomon 5:7
I rose up in order to open to my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the finest myrrh.
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6My beloved put his hand through the window, and my inner self was moved by his touch.
Cross References
Psalms 141:5I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.
Song of Solomon 8:11Bride to Chorus: I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers, since, in his presence, I have become like one who has discovered peace.
Isaiah 6:10Blind the heart of this people. Make their ears heavy and close their eyes, lest they see with their eyes, and hear with their ears, and understand with their heart, and be converted, and then I would heal them.”
Hosea 6:5Because of this, I have cut them with the prophets, I have slain them with the words of my mouth; and your opinions will depart like the light.
Matthew 21:33Listen to another parable. There was a man, the father of a family, who planted a vineyard, and surrounded it with a hedge, and dug a press in it, and built a tower. And he loaned it out to farmers, and he set out to sojourn abroad.
Matthew 23:29Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, you hypocrites, who build the sepulchers of the prophets and adorn the monuments of the just.
Matthew Henry on Song of Solomon 5:3-9
The Love of Christ to the Church; Spiritual Desertion. 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. 3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? 4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. 5 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with… Read the whole commentary →