Day 1 · The Bridegroom
Song of Solomon 5:1–8
1I have come to my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink; drink freely, O beloved. 2I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My beloved is knocking: “Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. My head is drenched with dew, my hair with the dampness of the night.” 3I have taken off my robe— must I put it back on? I have washed my feet— must I soil them again? 4My beloved put his hand to the latch; my heart pounded for him. 5I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh on the handles of the bolt. 6I opened for my beloved, but he had turned and gone. My heart sank at his departure. I sought him, but did not find him. I called, but he did not answer. 7I encountered the watchmen on their rounds of the city. They beat me and bruised me; they took away my cloak, those guardians of the walls. 8O daughters of Jerusalem, I adjure you, if you find my beloved, tell him I am sick with love.
Berean Standard Bible
Observe
In verse 2, the beloved knocks and asks to enter, but what excuses does the bride give in verse 3 before she rises to open the door?
Apply
When you feel hesitant or slow to respond to the Lord or to someone you love, what is one simple step you can take this week to respond with open warmth?
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