Song of Solomon 1:16
Song of Solomon 1:16
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; also our bed is green.
The church having heard her own praises in the former verse, and being conscious to herself of her sins and infirmities, and that what beauty was in her came from her beloved; she, as it were, breaks in upon his discourse, and ascribes it all to him; and it is as if she should say, Dost thou say that I am fair? thou only art eminently, essentially, and originally so; for all the beauty which I am possessed of, as it is by way of eminency in thee, so it is derived from thee; therefore the praise of it is not due to me, but to thyself, to whom be all the glory. In these words,
II. An addition to it, "yea, pleasant."
III. That their bed, which belonged in common to them both, "was green."