there, no less than by the security and grandeur of our conveyance towards glory. Chap. iii. 1-11.

3. By his great love for us-an affection so intense as to be incapable of being fully expressed by the strongest illustrations, and so strong as to remain constant even amid our neglect. Chap. iv. 1; chap. vii. 9.

III. The effect produced on the heart of the saint by these manifestations of love, and by these motives. Chap. vii. 10; chap. viii. 14. 1. Assurance of hope. Chap. vii. 10. 2. Desire to be much alone in communion with Christ. Chap. vii. 11. 3. Willingness to engage in labours of holiness and love. Verse 12. 4. Consecration to him of our best and most valued gifts and possessions. Verse 13. 5. Desire that every thing hindering the full interchange of affection between Jesus and our soul may be removed. Chap. viii. 1-2. 6. The desire to guard against every sin and every act at all likely to cause the withdrawal of Jesus's love. Verse 3-4. 7. The pleasing consciousness of leaning on Jesus, and of being upheld by his everlasting arms. Verse 5. 8. Desire to lie continually near the heart of Jesus, and to be sustained by his power. Verse 6. 9. Willingness to sacrifice every thing coming between us and Christ. Verse 6. 10. A conviction of the meanness of every thing the world could offer for bribing us to renounce Christ. Verse 7. 11. An interest for the salvation of the impenitent. Verse 8-10. 12. A sense of our accountability as stewards of God, holding our property and our all in

trust. Verse 12. 13. The privilege of access continually to the throne of grace, with full encouragement from our Lord for addressing to him our voices in prayer and praise. Verse 13. 14. The desire for the completion of our redemption, and for the perfecting of his love to us and of our love to him, by the second coming of our Lord. Verse 14.

TRANSLATION.

CHAPTER I.

Ver. 1. The Song of songs which is Solomon's.

SPOUSEV

2. O that he would give me kisses of his love:
For thy love is more delicious than wine.
3. Thy perfumes are rich in fragrance;
Thy name is perfume poured forth;
Therefore the virgins love thee.

4. Draw me; we will run after thee:

The king hath brought me into his apartments:
We will be glad and rejoice in thee;

We will cherish a more pleasing remembrance of thy love than of wine;

They love thee sincerely.

5. Dark am I but lovely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, as the pavilions of Solomon. 6. Look not on me, I am dark,

Because the sun hath browned me;

My mother's children were ill-disposed towards me;
They made me the keeper of the vineyards;

My own vineyard have I not kept.

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 veiled,*
Among the flocks of thy companions?

* Regarded as a harlot.

BELOVED.

8. If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go forth in the footsteps of the flock,

And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents. 9. I compare thee, O my love,

To my chariot-steed from Pharaoh.

10. Thy cheeks are beautiful with rows of jewels: Thy neck with strings of pearls,

11. Gold chains will we make for thee, Adorned with studs of silver.

SPOUSE.

12. While the king sitteth in the circle of his friends,
My spikenard diffuses its fragrance.

13. An amulet of myrrh is my beloved to me,
Which shall continually abide in my bosom.
14. A bouquet of cypress flowers is my beloved to me,
From the garden fields of Engedi.

BELOVED.

15. Behold, thou art beautiful, my love,

Behold, thou art beautiful; thine eyes are doves.

SPOUSE.

16. Behold, thou art beautiful, my beloved, yea attractive; And the green, flowery turf is our place of repose. 17. The roof of our summer-house is cedars,

Our carved ceiling firs.

SPOUSE.

3. As a citron tree among trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons.

In his shade I delight to sit,

And his fruit is sweet to my taste. 4. He brings me into the banqueting-house, And his banner over me is love.

5. Revive me with cordials,

Refresh me with citrons,

For I am sick of love.

6. His left hand is under my head,

And his right hand doth embrace me:

7. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles and by the hinds of the field, That ye rouse not and disturb not

My love, till he please.

8. Hark! my beloved: behold, there he comes

Leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills. 9. My beloved is like a gazelle, or a beauteous fawn. See! he is standing behind our wall;

He is looking in through the window;

He is throwing sparkling glances from behind the lattice.

10. My beloved begins to speak, and says to me;

Arise, my companion, my beautiful one, and come away. 11. For, lo, the winter is past,

The rain is over and gone.

12. The flowers appear on the earth,

The time of singing of birds has come,

And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land.

13. The fig-tree is distilling aromatic juice into its green figs; And the vines in blossom are sending forth fragrance: Arise, come, my companion, my beautiful one, come

away.

14. O my dove, in refuges of the rock,

In a hiding-place of the precipice,

Let me see thy countenance,

Let me hear thy voice;

For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance lovely.