His hands are as gold rings— His hands are as gold finely turned, beset with a chrysolite. New Translation. Michaelis renders it, His hands are golden cylinders, set with chrysolites. The chrysolite is of a gold colour.
REFLECTIONS.—1st, Swift are the returns of prayer; the request is no sooner asked than granted: Lo! Christ is here. I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse; he admits the garden to be his own, and willingly visits the soul that by faith waits for his coming; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; all the produce is his own, and he delights in the gifts and graces that he hath bestowed; I have eaten my honey-comb with my honey; the doctrines of his gospel, in the faithful dispensation of which he delights; I have drunk my wine with my milk; sitting at the table of his grace, and partaking of the banquet which his spouse, like Esther, hath provided; yet she can give him only of his own: nor doth he partake alone of the provision, but welcomes and invites all his friends, the faithful members of his church, to come and sup with him: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved; in the gospel there is grace abounding; and whosoever will may come and feast upon the wine and milk, the great and precious promises contained in the word of God, without money and without price.
2nd, After the sweet communion which had passed between Christ and his church, we have a sad account of the interruption which arose from her security and slothful Spirit: negligent of her mercies, she is punished by having them withdrawn.
1. Sleep froze upon her. I sleep; alas! unfaithfulness brought on a decay of grace; and, through the prevalence of corruption, her heart grew cold and careless in too great a degree: yet there was still a strong desire after the Bridegroom; my heart waketh: though temptation prevailed, there was still a struggle.
2. Christ will not leave the soul in a backsliding state without warning. It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh: he is still beloved in some measure; and his voice, though indistinctly heard, is known: he knocks at the door of the heart, by the calls of his word, the convictions of his Spirit, and the alarms of his providences; and he pleads hard for admittance, with every endearing appellation: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; nothing can engage our hearts, if his love doth not: this he pleads as the most constraining argument; and adds what he has suffered on her account: My head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night, particularly of that fatal night when he agonized in the garden, and when his head was crowned with thorns, and covered with clotted gore. How stupid must be the heart which remains unaffected by such amazing grace! how grievous to requite such dying love with coldness and neglect!
3. With frivolous excuses she wants to cover her sinful slothfulness; as a person undressed and in bed, whose feet are washed, fears to dirty them, and hates to be disturbed, so she cared not to expose herself to any inconveniences for his sake, and rather chose to sleep on still and take her rest. Note; (1.) They who want to turn away from Christ, have always some pretext for their conduct. (2.) When we have once given way to corruption, and grown negligent in the path of duty, we shall find the difficulties of returning to it exceedingly great.
4. Christ by his power and grace overcomes our corruption, when we return to him in prayer and faith. My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, to unbar it, and open himself a passage to her heart; and this effectually wrought upon her: for,
5. My bowels were moved for him; gracious relentings, and a sense of base ingratitude, began to work; love kindled afresh in her heart, and fire could no longer contain. I rose up to open to my beloved, shook off dull sloth, and ran to meet him, and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet-smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock, with tears of bitter and penitential sorrow for her unfaithfulness, which were to Christ a favour of a sweet smell; or when she put her hands on the lock, she found the sweet favour of his grace; for those who draw near to Christ will, by blessed experience, ever taste how good the Lord is.
6. To her bitter disappointment, when she expected to meet her beloved, he was withdrawn in displeasure at her slothfulness. I opened to my beloved to give him a welcome reception; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone, and left her to mourn her folly and negligence; or departed, to prove her sincerity and earnestness in searching after him; and with grief and eagerness she cries, He is gone, he is gone: my soul failed when he spake: either at his parting in displeasure, or at the kind language that he used, which served to upbraid her base ingratitude. Note; (1.) When we have been faithless, no wonder if, even after our return, the Lord punish us by leaving us comfortless for a time. (2.) A soul, that hath ever tasted the sweetness of communion with Jesus, must be hardened indeed by unfaithfulness, if she do not grieve at his absence. (3.) It is a gracious symptom of some remaining grace, when the heart possesses tender sensibility, and feels the evil and ingratitude of its departures from God.
7. She sets herself to seek him, but meets with sad discouragement. I sought him, in the ordinances of his service, and the courts of his house, but I could not find him: I called him aloud, in fervent prayer, but he gave me no answer, no sensible tokens of his regard. Nay, she was not only forsaken, but abused, while through the city she inquired as before after her beloved; the watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me: which may refer to the true ministers of God, who sometimes are too severe in their upbraidings, and harsh in their censures, and with the terrors of the law wound those who need the healing of the gospel. Or rather false teachers are intended, who persecute and afflict the true members of Christ, and with pernicious errors and heretics rend the peace of the church. The keepers of the walls took away my veil from me: they, who by office and profession should have been her comforters, expose her to shame, and do her the greatest injury; enemies often both to the doctrines and practice of true godliness, and most effectually undermining the interests of the church, which they pretend to serve. The treacherous watchmen of Zion have ever done her greater injuries than her most avowed enemies.
8. She earnestly beseeches the daughters of Jerusalem to befriend her. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, or adjure you: charges them on oath, which intimates her own eagerness and fervent affection; if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him that I am sick of love. The absence of Jesus is insupportable to truly penitent souls; and as the fainting hart thirsteth for the water-brooks, so eager are their longings after him their Saviour.
3rdly, In answer to the charge given,
1. The daughters of Jerusalem inquire after the description of the person whom the church so earnestly sought. What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? Such is the title they give her, and most deserving of it she appears; for no beauty is like the beauty of holiness, wherein the saints are arrayed; and the image of Jesus, stamped on all his living members, makes them glorious in the eyes of God and all good men. What is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us? which some take as a slighting question, as if he, whom she seemed so distressed about, was scarcely worthy such concern; and then these daughters of Jerusalem must be the formal professors, who are strangers to the warmth of a zealous heart; and, having never known the excellencies of the Lord Jesus themselves, wonder at, or deride, the eagerness and solicitude which others shew in seeking him. But it may also be the serious inquiry of young converts, desiring themselves to be more acquainted with Christ, his person, and offices, that they might know him better, and love him with more enlarged affection.
2. She launches out into a description of his excellencies, in images borrowed from the human form. My beloved is white and ruddy, the lily and rose unite in him; not so much respecting his human form while he abode upon earth in the flesh; but, as God incarnate, to save sinners he was full of grace and truth, fairer than the children of men, in the unsullied purity of the human nature, and infinitely exalted above them in the glory of the divine: the chiefest among ten thousand, nor earth beneath, nor heaven above, affords his fellow, neither angels nor men are to be compared with him; or a standard-bearer over ten thousand, under his banners his faithful people are collected, ten thousand times ten thousand, and thousands of thousands, and he exalted above them all, as an ensign on a hill. His head is as the most fine gold, which may refer to his divine nature, which gave value to all the sufferings of the humanity; or may signify his sovereign dominion and authority over his church, and the powerful influences that each member derives from him their glorious head: his locks are bushy, and black as a raven; the faithful, who spring from him, are thus numerous and beautiful; or it expresses his eternal youth, the same yesterday, to-day, and for ever. His eyes are as the eyes of doves, sharp-sighted, yea, all-seeing, withal full of gentleness and love, looking with tenderest sympathy on his poor afflicted people; by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set, appearing in their greatest beauty: his cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers, when manifesting his presence in the midst of his people, and shedding abroad his love in their hearts, they enjoy delightful communion with him, and rejoice in the light of his countenance: his lips are like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh, pure are all his words, precious all his promises, inestimably fragrant the doctrines of his grace, which speak pardon, righteousness, and salvation to the souls of believers. His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl, all the works of his hands in providence and grace are exquisite, and to be admired: or his hands are full of the gifts of his munificence, the graces and consolations of his Spirit, which he liberally dispenses to all believers, whom, as a king, he is pleased to honour: his belly is, or his bowels are, as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires, which some understand of the human nature of Christ, as exalted by its union with the divine; others of that tenderness and pity, which lead him to yearn over the distresses of his saints. His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold; he is Almighty, to sustain the weight of the sins of a world, which are laid upon him; and of the government of his church and kingdom; and also to trample under foot all his enemies and theirs. His countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars; majestic, exalted higher than the kings of the earth. His mouth is most sweet, or sweetnesses; the very essence of delight, when speaking in his gospel the great and precious promises, the most reviving news that ever greeted sinners' ears; or when sealing with the kisses of his love our pardon and peace. Yea, he is altogether lovely; description cannot paint his excellence; when fancy hath lavished all her stores, and imagination collected every beauty that the creatures ever yet possessed, the half of his glory is not told us.
3. She concludes with triumphant exultation in her beloved. This is my beloved; I love him; no wonder, since his beauty is so transcendant; and this is my friend, on whom I have placed all my dependence, whose kindness ten thousand times I have proved: know him therefore, love him, seek him, O daughters of Jerusalem.