THE LILY OF THE VALLEY
I've found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me Though all the world forsake me and Satan tempt me sore
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul Through Jesus, I shall safely reach the goal
The Lily of the Valley, in Him alone I see He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star
All I need to cleanse and make me fully whole He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul
In sorrow He's my comfort, in trouble He's my stay He will never, never leave me, nor yet forsake me here
He tells me every care on Him to roll While I live by faith and do His blessed will
He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star A wall of fire about me, I've nothing now to fear
He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul With His manna, He my hungry soul shall fill
Oh, He all my grief has taken, and all my sorrows borne Then sweeping up to glory to see His blessed face
In temptation, He's my strong and mighty tow'r Where rivers of delight shall ever roll
I have all for Him forsaken and all my idols torn He's the Lily of the Valley, the Bright and Morning Star
From my heart and now He keeps me by His pow'r He's the fairest of ten thousand to my soul
WORSHIP: SONG OF SONGS
"clic pic" for INSTRUMENTAL WORSHIP
SERMONS - SITES - BOOKS
a) Song of Songs (Richard Brooks' book):
b) Expository Teaching: (Song of Song's power point)
Experiencing God's Love 2 © (Song of Song's book)
c) Union & Communion (J. Hudson Taylor):
or Thoughts on the Song of Solomon
d) Song of Songs: (Matthew Henry's Concise):
e) Song of Songs Devotions (Charles Spurgeon):
f) Altogether Lovely (Charles Spurgeon):
g) The Song of Songs (Charles Spurgeon):
h) Altogether Lovely (John Flavel):
i) He is Altogether Lovely (David Legge):
j) The Practice of the Presence of God (Brother Lawrence):
k) “Song of Songs” Website (Tim Gibson):
l) Hinds' Feet on High Places (Hannah Hurnard):
Mountain of Spices (Hannah Hurnard):
Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
bounding over the hills.
MEDITATING ON THE SONG OF SONGS
START BY WORSHIPING GOD. THEN PRAY THIS PRAYER: Father God, I come to You through faith in the shed blood of Jesus Christ for entry into Your presence, forgiveness, healing. Forgive me for ________. Holy Spirit, will You now fall upon me. Come fill my spirit, my mind, my will, my emotions, my sexuality, and every cell in my body with You. Melt away anything not of You. Thank You Holy Spirit. In Jesus' Matchless Name I pray.
Now find a phrase or verse to meditate on. You can scroll down & watch the waves/sky if you wish.
BELOVED: Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth - for your love is more delightful than wine. Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the young women love you! Take me away with you—let us hurry! Let the king bring me into his chambers. (1:2-4) My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts. (1:13) How handsome you are, my beloved! Oh, how charming! And our bed is verdant. (1:16) Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest is my beloved among the young men. I delight to sit in his shade, and his fruit is sweet to my taste. Let him lead me to the banquet hall, and let his banner over me be love. Strengthen me with raisins, refresh me with apples, for I am faint with love. His left arm is under my head, and his right arm embraces me. (2:3-6) Listen! My beloved! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills. My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag. Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the windows, peering through the lattice. (2:8-9) My beloved is mine and I am his; he browses among the lilies. (2:16) All night long on my bed I looked for the one my heart loves; I looked for him but did not find him. I will search for the one my heart loves. So I looked for him but did not find him. Scarcely had I passed them when I found the one my heart loves. I held him and would not let him go (3:1-4) Let my beloved come into his garden and taste its choice fruits. (3:16) I slept but my heart was awake. Listen! My beloved is knocking: (5:2) My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening; my heart began to pound for him. I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with flowing myrrh, on the handles of the bolt. (5:4-5) Tell him I am faint with love. (5:8) My beloved is radiant and ruddy, outstanding among ten thousand. (5:10) His mouth is sweetness itself; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, this is my friend, (5:16) I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies. (6:3) I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages. Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, if their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom—there I will give you my love. (6:10-12) His left arm is under my head and his right arm embraces me. (8:3) Under the apple tree I roused you; Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot sweep it away. (8:5-7) I have become in his eyes like one bringing contentment. (8:10) Come away, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or like a young stag on the spice-laden mountains. (8:14)
LOVER: How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! Your eyes are doves. (1:15) I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys. Like a lily among thorns is my darling among the young women. (2:1-2) Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come with me. (2:10) Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.” My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places on the mountainside, show me your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. (2:13-14) How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how beautiful! (4:1) Until the day breaks and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of incense. You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you. Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, come with me from Lebanon. Descend from the crest of Amana, from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon, from the lions’ dens and the mountain haunts of leopards. You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride; you have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace. How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much more pleasing is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your perfume more than any spice! Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride; milk and honey are under your tongue. The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon. You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride; you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain. You are a garden fountain, a well of flowing water streaming down from Lebanon. (4:6-15) Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my flawless one. (5:2) You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners. Turn your eyes from me; they overwhelm me. (6:4-5) but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her. (6:9) How beautiful you are and how pleasing, my love, with your delights! (7:6)
