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Unless otherwise noted, the Bible text is from the King James Version, followed by a spiritual interpretation by the author, George Denninger.
The Song of Perfection, a great peace that is recognized as Soul is made manifest (man-I-fest).
| 1. The song of songs, which is Solomon's. |
I foresee womanhood introducing the divine idea of man.
The woman's desire and identity
| 2. Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine. |
I want to feel the Word delivered as an embrace desired, a holy kiss, the two-edged sword of Truth proceeding out of the mouth of God. I am not afraid; I look forward to it. My inspiration that comes to me directly from divine Love is better than human knowledge because it has no effect from any cause apart from pure Spirit, Soul.
| 3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee. |
Dear Christ, you are one good olive branch pouring forth the golden oil out of yourself; I am the other. Together our love is seen and embraced by virgin-pure Mind consciousness.
| 4. Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee. |
I am drawn by cords of the whole man, with bands of Love. Being at one, (we) will run at your command. Christ calls me into his holy place, and I rejoice that he is pleased with me. (Truth loves Love.)
| 5. I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon. |
My material body that you see is but the reflex shadow of Truth, beautiful because His great and perfect peace shelters me, wraps me in His love, and is my Soul; however, the view from inside mortal mind is always dark.
| 6. Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards; but mine own vineyard have I not kept. |
Beneath the material surface of things the indecisive serpent works in whatever form to forever bite at the heel of Christ, Truth. It says there is something in me that hates truth, but I have been appointed to fill the empty vessels called mankind. To do this, I go into silence: become poor to sense. I know that Christ’s purpose is not to provide mankind with better material conditions, even though God gives me a table in the wilderness. I must prove matter to be nothing and thus illustrate the allness of Spirit.
| 7. Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? |
Mortal mind asks, ‘Can anything good come out of Nazareth?’ Christ says, ‘Come and see; come and dine.’ The master shepherd declares, “Of them which thou gavest me have I lost none” (John 18:9) “and they shall come, and see my glory [my fold]” (Isa 66:18). I am appointed to be with you — to be like you, not as one of many. My divine consciousness resides with you at the head of the table.
Manhood confirms the woman's identity
| 8. If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents. |
I know you as the fairest among women, appointed to His high purpose. (“Enlarge the place of thy tent. . . . All thy children shall be taught of the Lord” [Isa 54:2, 13]).
| 9. I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. |
O my beloved, wearing the crown of twelve stars, you are the bone and sinew of the world.
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10. Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. 11. We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver. |
I behold your face as the face of God. God’s riches are your riches. Both my Father and I know you, for your mind has been tested and found to be exquisite. Your reward, which God has prepared for you, is a seamless priestly garment down to the foot.
The woman's attitude and purpose
| 12. While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof. |
Dear Christ, my King,
My request is ever before you, waiting to be fed with grace. You
recognize my presence as pure sweetness. (“Love never loses
sight of loveliness” [SH 248:3].)
| 13. A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts. |
I see Truth wrapped in the aroma of Love; this I hold dearest to my heart. As I embrace the Christ consciousness and the cherished voice within, I am prepared to give what is needed to tired humanity who is “waiting and watching for rest and drink” (SH 570:15).
| 14. My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. |
My Christ emanates the balm of Spirit as life poured out,
| 15. Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes. |
a beautiful and pure countenance, the mind of God.
| 16. Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green. |
Love shall make us “lie down in green pastures;” that is, Love compels us to be still and face the movements of God’s government, to graze upon its mild freshness and youthful vigor (Ps 23:2). Here, we are at the center and circumference of all real being.
| 17. The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir. |
You are the foundation and I am the enveloping superstructure; “A woman shall compass a man. . . .and he shall go no more out” (Jer 31:22; Rev 3:12, emphasis added).
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