Song Of Songs On Offerings

Relating to the inauguration of the tabernacle with its offerings.

“G-d Replies”

I have come into My garden, My sister, O bride. I have gathered My myrrh with My spice. I have eaten My honeycomb with My honey. I have drunk My wine with My milk. Eat, friends; drink and become intoxicated, O beloved ones.
5:1
I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem. If you find my Beloved, what shall you tell him? That I am sick with love. What (makes) your Beloved (better) than (another) beloved, O fairest among women? What (makes) your Beloved (better) than (another) beloved, that you so adjure us?
:8-9
His cheeks are like a bed of spices, towers of perfume. His lips are like roses; they drip flowing myrrh.
His arms are rods of gold, studded with crystal, his innards are as shiny as ivory inlaid with sapphires.
:13-14

1 “I have come to my garden, my sister, [my] bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my sugar cane with my sugar, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, beloved ones.”
2 “I sleep, but my heart is awake. Hark! My beloved is knocking: Open for me, my sister, my beloved, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is full of dew, my locks with the drops of the night.”
3 “I have taken off my tunic; how can I put it on? I have bathed my feet; how can I soil them?”
4 My beloved stretched forth his hand from the hole, and my insides stirred because of him.
5 I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, and my fingers with flowing myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6 I opened for my beloved, but my beloved had hidden and was gone; my soul went out when he spoke; I sought him, but found him not; I called him, but he did not answer me.
7 The watchmen who patrol the city found me; they smote me and wounded me; the watchmen of the walls took my jewelry off me.
8 “I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if you find my beloved, what will you tell him? That I am lovesick.”
9 “What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest of women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you have so adjured us?”
10 “My beloved is white and ruddy, surrounded by myriads.
11 His head is as the finest gold; his locks are curled, [they are as] black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves beside rivulets of water, bathing in milk, fitly set.
13 His jaws are like a bed of spice, growths of aromatic plants; his lips are [like] roses, dripping with flowing myrrh.
14 His hands are [like] wheels of gold, set with chrysolite; his abdomen is [as] a block of ivory, overlaid with sapphires.
15 His legs are [as] pillars of marble, founded upon sockets of fine gold, his appearance is like the Lebanon, chosen as the cedars.
16 His palate is sweet, and he is altogether desirable; this is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.”