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Adult Sunday School Lesson 10/23/11

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Published on Sunday, 23 October 2011 13:56

Written by Adam West

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Ecclesiastes 11:7 -12:14

Tradition and Love

 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. 

 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates 
   with choice fruits, 
   with henna and nard, 
 

 nard and saffron, 
   calamus and cinnamon, 
   with every kind of incense tree, 
   with myrrh and aloes 
   and all the finest spices. 

 You are

 a garden fountain, 
   a well of flowing water 
   streaming down from Lebanon.

   She

 ¹⁶ Awake, north wind, 
   and come, south wind! 
Blow on my garden, 
   that its fragrance may spread everywhere. 
Let my beloved come into his garden 
   and taste its choice fruits.

Song of Songs 5

   He

 ¹ I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; 
   I have gathered my myrrh with my spice. 
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey; 
   I have drunk my wine and my milk.

   Friends

   Eat, friends, and drink; 
   drink your fill of love.