Song Of Songs On The Progress Of G-d’s People

How much G-d is represented by those who serve Him.

Will people bless G-d because of your words and actions? Or do otherwise?

“Israel To G-d… To The Nations… To G-d…”

Turn, turn, O Shulammite, turn, turn, that we may see you. What will you see in the Shulammite like a dance of the camps?
7:1
Come, my Beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us lodge in the villages.
:12
Let us rise early for the vineyards. Let us see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom, there I will give my love to You.
:13
The baskets yield fragrance, and at our door are all precious fruits, both new and old. I have hidden for You my Beloved.
:14

1 “Return, return, O Shulammite; return, return, and let us gaze upon you.” “What will you see for the Shulammite, as in the dance of the two camps?
2 How fair are your feet in sandals, O daughter of nobles! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a craftsman.
3 Your navel is [like] a round basin, where no mixed wine is lacking; your belly is [like] a stack of wheat, fenced in with roses.
4 Your two breasts are like two fawns, the twins of a gazelle.
5 Your neck is like an ivory tower; your eyes are [like] pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-Rabbim; your face is as the tower of Lebanon, facing towards Damascus.
6 Your head upon you is like Carmel, and the braided locks of your head are like purple; the king is bound in the tresses.
7 How fair and how pleasant you are, a love with delights!
8 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters [of dates].
9 I said: Let me climb up the palm tree, let me seize its boughs, and let your breasts be now like clusters of the vine and the fragrance of your countenance like [that of] apples.
10 And your palate is like the best wine, that glides down smoothly to my beloved, making the lips of the sleeping speak.”
11 “I am my beloved’s, and his desire is upon me.
12 Come, my beloved, let us go out to the field, let us lodge in the villages.
13 Let us arise early to the vineyards; let us see whether the vine has blossomed, the tiny grapes have developed, the pomegranates have lost their flowers; there I will give you my love.
14 The pots [of figs] have given forth [their] fragrance, and on our doorways are all manner of sweet fruits, both new and old, which I have hidden away for you, my beloved.”