10 “My beloved is dazzling and ruddy, Outstanding among ten thousand. 11 “His head is like gold, pure gold; His locks are like clusters of dates And black as a raven. 12 “His eyes are like doves Beside streams of water, Bathed in milk, And reposed in their setting. 13 “His cheeks are like a bed of balsam, Banks of sweet-scented herbs; His lips are lilies Dripping with liquid myrrh. 14 “His hands are rods of gold Set with beryl; His abdomen is carved ivory Inlaid with sapphires.
In response to the Daughters of Jerusalem asking the Shulamite “what kind of beloved is your beloved,” the lovesick prisoner begins to speak of His praises. She actually begins to proclaim His fascinating beauty, she’s been discovering on walk. What kind of heartfelt song would you sing if someone asked you to describe Jesus. The Lion of Judah sings over us with rejoicing in His heart (Zeph. 3:17). What kind of song do you sing over Him. Is there joy in your heart when you sing over Him. I don’t mean some religious recitation of verses in a praise song full of emotion. I mean real heartfelt exultation that flows from a river of liberation, and transformation because you’ve found in Him your ALL. The song of joy is a reverberating echo that jumps out of a heart that knows they are complete in Him, in the midst of imperfection and weakness. Joy is the sound of hope with the lid lifted.