O. Addison Gethers
e-mail address [email protected] [email protected] twitter URL http//:twitter.com/OAddisonGethers Messenger contact window live/msn messenger: [email protected] aim: durangoadd64 skype: cowboys62 yahoo messenger: OADDISONGETHERS rs ----- Original Message ----- From: "Donnie Parrett" <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Saturday, July 18, 2009 1:18 AM Subject: Daily Bible reading For Saturday July 18 > Song of Solomon 1-4 (The Message) > > Song of Solomon 1 > 1The Song-best of all songs-Solomon's song! The Woman > 2-3 Kiss me-full on the mouth! > Yes! For your love is better than wine, > headier than your aromatic oils. > The syllables of your name murmur like a meadow brook. > No wonder everyone loves to say your name! > > 4 Take me away with you! Let's run off together! > An elopement with my King-Lover! > We'll celebrate, we'll sing, > we'll make great music. > Yes! For your love is better than vintage wine. > Everyone loves you-of course! And why not? > > 5-6 I am weathered but still elegant, > oh, dear sisters in Jerusalem, > Weather-darkened like Kedar desert tents, > time-softened like Solomon's Temple hangings. > Don't look down on me because I'm dark, > darkened by the sun's harsh rays. > My brothers ridiculed me and sent me to work in the fields. > They made me care for the face of the earth, > but I had no time to care for my own face. > > 7 Tell me where you're working > -I love you so much- > Tell me where you're tending your flocks, > where you let them rest at noontime. > Why should I be the one left out, > outside the orbit of your tender care? > > The Man > 8 If you can't find me, loveliest of all women, > it's all right. Stay with your flocks. > Lead your lambs to good pasture. > Stay with your shepherd neighbors. > > 9-11 You remind me of Pharaoh's > well-groomed and satiny mares. > Pendant earrings line the elegance of your cheeks; > strands of jewels illumine the curve of your throat. > I'm making jewelry for you, gold and silver jewelry > that will mark and accent your beauty. > The Woman > 12-14 When my King-Lover lay down beside me, > my fragrance filled the room. > His head resting between my breasts- > the head of my lover was a sachet of sweet myrrh. > My beloved is a bouquet of wildflowers > picked just for me from the fields of Engedi. > The Man > 15 Oh, my dear friend! You're so beautiful! > And your eyes so beautiful-like doves! > The Woman > 16-17 And you, my dear lover-you're so handsome! > And the bed we share is like a forest glen. > We enjoy a canopy of cedars > enclosed by cypresses, fragrant and green. > Song of Solomon 2 > > 1 I'm just a wildflower picked from the plains of Sharon, a lotus blossom > from the valley pools. > The Man > 2 A lotus blossoming in a swamp of weeds- > that's my dear friend among the girls in the village. > The Woman > 3-4 As an apricot tree stands out in the forest, > my lover stands above the young men in town. > All I want is to sit in his shade, > to taste and savor his delicious love. > He took me home with him for a festive meal, > but his eyes feasted on me! > > 5-6 Oh! Give me something refreshing to eat-and quickly! > Apricots, raisins-anything. I'm about to faint with love! > His left hand cradles my head, > and his right arm encircles my waist! > > 7 Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem, > by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer: > Don't excite love, don't stir it up, > until the time is ripe-and you're ready. > > 8-10 Look! Listen! There's my lover! > Do you see him coming? > Vaulting the mountains, > leaping the hills. > My lover is like a gazelle, graceful; > like a young stag, virile. > Look at him there, on tiptoe at the gate, > all ears, all eyes-ready! > My lover has arrived > and he's speaking to me! > The Man > 10-14 Get up, my dear friend, > fair and beautiful lover-come to me! > Look around you: Winter is over; > the winter rains are over, gone! > Spring flowers are in blossom all over. > The whole world's a choir-and singing! > Spring warblers are filling the forest > with sweet arpeggios. > Lilacs are exuberantly purple and perfumed, > and cherry trees fragrant with blossoms. > Oh, get up, dear friend, > my fair and beautiful lover-come to me! > Come, my shy and modest dove- > leave your seclusion, come out in the open. > Let me see your face, > let me hear your voice. > For your voice is soothing > and your face is ravishing. > The Woman > 15 Then you must protect me from the foxes, > foxes on the prowl, > Foxes who would like nothing better > than to get into our flowering garden. > > 16-17 My lover is mine, and I am his. > Nightly he strolls in our garden, > Delighting in the flowers > until dawn breathes its light and night slips away. > Turn to me, dear lover. > Come like a gazelle. > Leap like a wild stag > on delectable mountains! > > Song of Solomon 3 > > 1-4 Restless in bed and sleepless through the night, I longed for my > lover. > I wanted him desperately. His absence was painful. > So I got up, went out and roved the city, > hunting through streets and down alleys. > I wanted my lover in the worst way! > I looked high and low, and didn't find him. > And then the night watchmen found me > as they patrolled the darkened city. > "Have you seen my dear lost love?" I asked. > No sooner had I left them than I found him, > found my dear lost love. > I threw my arms around him and held him tight, > wouldn't let him go until I had him home again, > safe at home beside the fire. > > 5 Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem, > by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer: > Don't excite love, don't stir it up, > until the time is ripe-and you're ready. > > 6-10 What's this I see, approaching from the desert, > raising clouds of dust, > Filling the air with sweet smells > and pungent aromatics? > Look! It's Solomon's carriage, > carried and guarded by sixty soldiers, > sixty of Israel's finest, > All of them armed to the teeth, > trained for battle, > ready for anything, anytime. > King Solomon once had a carriage built > from fine-grained Lebanon cedar. > He had it framed with silver and roofed with gold. > The cushions were covered with a purple fabric, > the interior lined with tooled leather. > > 11 Come and look, sisters in Jerusalem. > Oh, sisters of Zion, don't miss this! > My King-Lover, > dressed and garlanded for his wedding, > his heart full, bursting with joy! > Song of Solomon 4 > The Man > 1-5 You're so beautiful, my darling, so beautiful, and your dove eyes are > veiled > By your hair as it flows and shimmers, > like a flock of goats in the distance > streaming down a hillside in the sunshine. > Your smile is generous and full- > expressive and strong and clean. > Your lips are jewel red, > your mouth elegant and inviting, > your veiled cheeks soft and radiant. > The smooth, lithe lines of your neck > command notice-all heads turn in awe and admiration! > Your breasts are like fawns, > twins of a gazelle, grazing among the first spring flowers. > > 6-7 The sweet, fragrant curves of your body, > the soft, spiced contours of your flesh > Invite me, and I come. I stay > until dawn breathes its light and night slips away. > You're beautiful from head to toe, my dear love, > beautiful beyond compare, absolutely flawless. > > 8-15 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride. > Leave Lebanon behind, and come. > Leave your high mountain hideaway. > Abandon your wilderness seclusion, > Where you keep company with lions > and panthers guard your safety. > You've captured my heart, dear friend. > You looked at me, and I fell in love. > One look my way and I was hopelessly in love! > How beautiful your love, dear, dear friend- > far more pleasing than a fine, rare wine, > your fragrance more exotic than select spices. > The kisses of your lips are honey, my love, > every syllable you speak a delicacy to savor. > Your clothes smell like the wild outdoors, > the ozone scent of high mountains. > Dear lover and friend, you're a secret garden, > a private and pure fountain. > Body and soul, you are paradise, > a whole orchard of succulent fruits- > Ripe apricots and peaches, > oranges and pears; > Nut trees and cinnamon, > and all scented woods; > Mint and lavender, > and all herbs aromatic; > A garden fountain, sparkling and splashing, > fed by spring waters from the Lebanon mountains. > The Woman > 16 Wake up, North Wind, > get moving, South Wind! > Breathe on my garden, > fill the air with spice fragrance. > Oh, let my lover enter his garden! > Yes, let him eat the fine, ripe fruits. > > > > > > > Please join us on Skype Monday thru Friday at 8:00 EST for our Morning > Skype Prayer Time. > > > Contact Me At: > Donnie Parrett > 1956 Asa Flat Road > Annville, Kentucky 40402 > Home Phone: 606-364-3321 > Church Phone: 606-364-PRAY > Skype Name: Donnie1261 > Email: [email protected] > --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Deaf-Blind Inspirational Life Group" group. 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