I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse. Song of Solomon 5:1
OL 5:1{Hush! Listen! Believe! for the King speaks to you. Do not miss the unspeakable blessing and joy of meeting Him and resting in His presence, by hurrying away to anything else, by listening to any outward call. Stay now, lay the little book aside, kneel down at your King's feet, doubt not His word, which is "more sure" than even the "excellent glory" that the apostles beheld, and thank Him for coming to you. Commune with Him now of all that is in your heart, and "rejoice greatly," for, "Behold, thy King cometh unto thee.”
O Prince's daughter, whom I see in bridal garments, pure as light,
Betrothed forever unto Me, on thee My own new name I write,
It is Humility, who sees herself unworthy of such grace,
Who dares not hope her Lord to please, who dares not look upon His face?
Nay, where that mantle fleeting gleams, ‘tis Unbelief who turns aside.
Who rather rests in self-spun dreams, than trust the love of Him who died.
Faith casts away the fair disguise, she will not doubt her Master's voice,
And droop when He hath bid her rise, or mourn when He hath said,
“Rejoice!”