I was inspired today to go back and read the Song of Solomon and use Hudson Taylor’s book One With Christ as a guide. I’ve read both the Song and Hudson Taylor’s book before, but as always with God’s word, God’s mercies are new every morning. I look at it with fresh eyes.
“The key to the Song of Solomon is easily found in the teachings of the New Testament…John the Baptist, the last of the prophets, recognized the Bridegroom in the person of Christ…Paul, in the fifth chapter of the epistle to the Ephesians, went still further and taught that the union of Christ with His church, and her subjection to Him, underlies the very relationship of marriage and affords the pattern for every godly union.” One With Christ, Ch. 1
On Sunday, we sang The Church’s One Foundation. I have apparently never sang that song. I was deeply moved by the words and they aptly apply to these most important truths that God has drawn me to in study and prayer:
The Church’s one foundation Is Jesus Christ her Lord,
She is His new creation By water and the Word.
From heaven He came and sought her To be His holy bride;
With His own blood He bought her And for her life He died.
She is from every nation, …Yet one o’er all the earth;
Her charter of salvation, One Lord, one faith, one birth;
One holy Name she blesses, Partakes one holy food,
And to one hope she presses, With every grace endued.
The Church shall never perish! Her dear Lord to defend,
To guide, sustain, and cherish, Is with her to the end:
Though there be those who hate her, And false sons in her pale,
Against both foe or traitor She ever shall prevail.
Though with a scornful wonder Men see her sore oppressed,
By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distressed:
Yet saints their watch are keeping, Their cry goes up, “How long?”
And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn of song!
’Mid toil and tribulation, And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation Of peace forevermore;
Till, with the vision glorious, Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest.
Yet she on earth hath union With God the Three in One,
And mystic sweet communion With those whose rest is won,
With all her sons and daughters Who, by the Master’s hand
Led through the deathly waters, Repose in Eden land.
O happy ones and holy! Lord, give us grace that we
Like them, the meek and lowly, On high may dwell with Thee:
There, past the border mountains, Where in sweet vales the Bride
With Thee by living fountains Forever shall abide!