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John Gill
INTRODUCTION TO SONG OF SOLOMON 2 Here begins a new colloquy between Christ and his church; in which they alternately set forth the excellencies of each other; and express their mutual affection for, and delight and pleasure they take in, each other's company. Christ seems to begin, in an account of himself and his own excellencies, and of the church in her present state, So 2:1; then she, in her...
John Gill
Stay me with flagons,.... Of wine, which is a supporter of the animal spirits (w). The church was now in a house of wine, where was plenty of it; even of the love of Christ, compared to wine, and preferred unto it, So 1:2; the church though she had had large discoveries of it, desired more; and such that have once tasted of this love are eagerly desirous of it, and cannot be satisfied until they...
Matthew Henry
In this chapter, I. Christ speaks both concerning himself and concerning his church, ver. 1, 2. II. The church speaks, 1. Remembering the pleasure and satisfaction she has in communion with Christ, ver. 3, 4. 2. Entertaining herself with the present tokens of his favour and taking care that nothing happen to intercept them, ver. 5-7. 3. Triumphing in his approaches towards her, ver. 8, 9. 4....
Charles H. Spurgeon
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. Oh! that I knew him better! Oh! that I loved him more! Oh! that I were more like him! Oh! that I were with him! “I am sick of love.”
Charles H. Spurgeon
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me. I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, —By every lovely, timid, tender, chaste thing.—
Charles H. Spurgeon
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. A strange thing is this love of Christ, for, as Erskine puts it: — “When well, it makes me sick; When sick, it makes me well.” There is no infirmity which this love of Christ cannot cure, no conflicting passion which it cannot remove; and, on the other hand,...
Charles H. Spurgeon
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love. The love of Christ shed abroad in our heart sometimes quite overpowers us. It is very possible to be so delighted, so full of joy with a sense of the love of Jesus, that one feels unable to bear any more of it. Oh, for more of this blessed sickness! “It is a strange thing,” says one, “this love of Christ,” — “For, oh! when...