مادام الملك في مجلسه
While the King is at His Table
رائحة المسيح الذكية
The Fragrance of Christ
"مَا دَامَ الْمَلِكُ فِي مَجْلِسِهِ أَفَاحَ نَارِدِينِي رَائِحَتَهُ. صُرَّةُ الْمُرِّ حَبِيبِي لِي. بَيْنَ ثَدْيَيَّ يَبِيتُ" (نش 1: 12-13)
While the king is at his table, My spikenard sends forth its fragrance. A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, That lies all night between my breasts. (Song of Solomon 1: 12-13)
"نَشِيدُ الأَنْشَادِ الَّذِي لِسُلَيْمَانَ: لِيُقَبِّلْنِي بِقُبْلاَتِ فَمِهِ، لأَنَّ حُبَّكَ أَطْيَبُ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ" (نش 1: 1-2)
“The song of songs, which is Solomon’s. Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth. For your love is better than wine. (Song of Solomon 1: 1-2)
أَنَا لِحَبِيبِي وَحَبِيبِي لِي. الرَّاعِي بَيْنَ السَّوْسَنِ. (نش 6: 3)
“I am my beloved’s, And my beloved is mine. He feeds his flock among the lilies.” (Song of Solomon 3: 6)
كَالسَّوْسَنَةِ بَيْنَ الشَّوْكِ كَذلِكَ حَبِيبَتِي بَيْنَ الْبَنَاتِ. كَالتُّفَّاحِ بَيْنَ شَجَرِ الْوَعْرِ كَذلِكَ حَبِيبِي بَيْنَ الْبَنِينَ.
“Like a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters. Like an apple tree among the trees of the woods, So is my beloved among the sons.
تَحْتَ ظِلِّهِ اشْتَهَيْتُ أَنْ أَجْلِسَ، وَثَمَرَتُهُ حُلْوَةٌ لِحَلْقِي. (نش 2: 2-3)
I sat down in his shade with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste (Song of Solomon 2: 2-3)
لِرَائِحَةِ أَدْهَانِكَ الطَّيِّبَةِ
The Fragrance of your Good Ointments
لِيُقَبِّلْنِي بِقُبْلاَتِ فَمِهِ، لأَنَّ حُبَّكَ أَطْيَبُ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ. لِرَائِحَةِ أَدْهَانِكَ الطَّيِّبَةِ. اسْمُكَ دُهْنٌ مُهْرَاقٌ، لِذلِكَ أَحَبَّتْكَ الْعَذَارَى . (نش 1: 2-3)
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth. For your love is better than wine. Because of the fragrance of your good ointments, Your name is ointment poured forth; Therefore the virgins love you. (Song of Solomon 1: 2-3)
قبلات الفم...آيات الكتاب
Mouth Kisses... Biblical Verses
حياه الصلاة والإنجيل = رائحة المسيح
The Life of Prayer and the Gospel = The Fragrance of Christ
الدهن المهراق
Ointment Poured Forth
لِرَائِحَةِ أَدْهَانِكَ الطَّيِّبَةِ
The Fragrance of your Good Ointments
اُجْذُبْنِي وَرَاءَكَ فَنَجْرِيَ. أَدْخَلَنِي الْمَلِكُ إِلَى حِجَالِهِ. نَبْتَهِجُ وَنَفْرَحُ بِكَ. نَذْكُرُ حُبَّكَ أَكْثَرَ مِنَ الْخَمْرِ. بِالْحَقِّ يُحِبُّونَكَ. (نش 1: 4)
We will run after you. The king has brought me into his chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in you. We will remember your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you. (Song of Solomon 1: 4)
أَدْخَلَنِي الْمَلِكُ إِلَى حِجَالِهِ
The King has brought Me into His Chambers
"وَأَمَّا أَنْتَ فَمَتَى صَلَّيْتَ فَادْخُلْ إِلَى مِخْدَعِكَ وَأَغْلِقْ بَابَكَ، وَصَلِّ إِلَى أَبِيكَ الَّذِي فِي الْخَفَاءِ. فَأَبُوكَ الَّذِي يَرَى فِي الْخَفَاءِ يُجَازِيكَ عَلاَنِيَةً." (مت 6: 6).
But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly. (Mathew 6:6)
أَدْخَلَنِي الْمَلِكُ إِلَى حِجَالِهِ
The King has brought Me into His Chambers
هُوَذَا مَا أَحْسَنَ وَمَا أَجْمَلَ أَنْ يَسْكُنَ الإِخْوَةُ مَعًا! مِثْلُ الدُّهْنِ الطَّيِّبِ عَلَى الرَّأْسِ، النَّازِلِ عَلَى اللِّحْيَةِ، لِحْيَةِ هَارُونَ، النَّازِلِ إِلَى طَرَفِ ثِيَابِهِ. (مز 133: 1-2)
Behold, how good and how pleasant it is For brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious oil upon the head, Running down on the beard, The beard of Aaron, Running down on the edge of his garments. (Pslam 133: 1-2)
أَدْخَلَنِي الْمَلِكُ إِلَى حِجَالِهِ
The King has brought Me into His Chambers
انتصار الحب الإلهي على الملذات الأرضية
The Triumph of Divine Love over Earthly Pleasures
أَدْخَلَنِي الْمَلِكُ إِلَى حِجَالِهِ
The King has brought Me into His Chambers
قصة الحب
The Story of Love
أَنَا سَوْدَاءُ وَجَمِيلَةٌ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ، كَخِيَامِ قِيدَارَ، كَشُقَقِ سُلَيْمَانَ. لاَ تَنْظُرْنَ إِلَيَّ لِكَوْنِي سَوْدَاءَ، لأَنَّ الشَّمْسَ قَدْ لَوَّحَتْنِي. بَنُو أُمِّي غَضِبُوا عَلَيَّ. جَعَلُونِي نَاطُورَةَ الْكُرُومِ. أَمَّا كَرْمِي فَلَمْ أَنْطُرْهُ. (نش 1: 5-6)
I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, Like the tents of Kedar, Like the curtains of Solomon. Do not look upon me, because I am dark, Because the sun has [e]tanned me. My mother’s sons were angry with me; They made me the keeper of the vineyards, But my own vineyard I have not kept. (Song of Solomon 1: 5-6)
العبودية المرة... للخطية والموت
Bitter Slavery for Sin and Death
الفشل في محبة الأخوة وصغر النفس
Failure in Loving Brothers and Low Self Esteem
قصة الحب
The Story of Love
ذل الحياة العملية بلا ثمر الروح
The Humiliation of Practical Life without the Fruit of the Spirit
البحث عن العريس....والشهوات الروحية
Finding the Groom.... and Spiritual Desires
قصة الحب
The Story of Love
صُرَّةُ الْمُرِّ
A Bundle of Myrrh
صُرَّةُ الْمُرِّ حَبِيبِي لِي. بَيْنَ ثَدْيَيَّ يَبِيتُ. طَاقَةُ فَاغِيَةٍ حَبِيبِي لِي فِي كُرُومِ عَيْنِ جَدْيٍ. (نش 1: 13-14)
A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, That lies all night between my breasts. My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms in the vineyards of En Gedi. (Song of Solomon 1: 13-14)
كُلُّ ثِيَابِكَ مُرٌّ وَعُودٌ وَسَلِيخَةٌ. مِنْ قُصُورِ الْعَاجِ سَرَّتْكَ الأَوْتَارُ. )مز 45: 8(
All Your garments are scented with myrrh and aloes and cassia, Out of the ivory palaces, by which they have made You glad. (Pslam 45: 8)
صُرَّةُ الْمُرِّ
A Bundle of Myrrh
"وَأَتَوْا إِلَى الْبَيْتِ، وَرَأَوْا الصَّبِيَّ مَعَ مَرْيَمَ أُمِّهِ. فَخَرُّوا وَسَجَدُوا لَهُ. ثُمَّ فَتَحُوا كُنُوزَهُمْ وَقَدَّمُوا لَهُ هَدَايَا: ذَهَبًا وَلُبَانًا وَمُرًّا." (مت 2: 11).�And when they had come into the house, they saw the young Child with Mary His mother, and fell down and worshiped Him. And when they had opened their treasures, they presented gifts to Him: gold, frankincense, and myrrh (Mathew 2: 11)
صُرَّةُ الْمُرِّ
A Bundle of Myrrh
لكِنْ فِي نَامُوسِ الرَّبِّ مَسَرَّتُهُ، وَفِي نَامُوسِهِ يَلْهَجُ نَهَارًا وَلَيْلًا. ( مز 1: 2)
But his delight is in the law of the Lord, And in His law he meditates day and night. (Pslam : 1: 2)
صُرَّةُ الْمُرِّ
A Bundle of Myrrh
النتيجة
The Result
"هَا أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ يَا حَبِيبَتِي، هَا أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ. عَيْنَاكِ حَمَامَتَانِ." (نش 1: 15).
Behold, you are fair, my love! Behold, you are fair!�You have dove’s eyes. (Song 1: 15)
أُحَلِّفُكُنَّ يَا بَنَاتِ أُورُشَلِيمَ بِالظِّبَاءِ وَبِأَيَائِلِ الْحَقْلِ، أَلاَّ تُيَقِّظْنَ وَلاَ تُنَبِّهْنَ الْحَبِيبَ حَتَّى يَشَاءَ. مَنْ هذِهِ الطَّالِعَةُ مِنَ الْبَرِّيَّةِ كَأَعْمِدَةٍ مِنْ دُخَانٍ، مُعَطَّرَةً بِالْمُرِّ وَاللُّبَانِ وَبِكُلِّ أَذِرَّةِ التَّاجِرِ؟ (نش 3: 5-6)
I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the gazelles or by the does of the field, Do not stir up nor awaken love Until it pleases. Who is this coming out of the wilderness. Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all the merchant’s fragrant powders? (Song of Solomon 3: 5-6)
النتيجة
هَا أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ
The results
you are fair
إِلَى أَنْ يَفِيحَ النَّهَارُ وَتَنْهَزِمَ الظِّلاَلُ، أَذْهَبُ إِلَى جَبَلِ الْمُرِّ وَإِلَى تَلِّ اللُّبَانِ. كُلُّكِ جَمِيلٌ يَا حَبِيبَتِي لَيْسَ فِيكِ عَيْبَةٌ. (نش 4: 6-7)
Until the day breaks And the shadows flee away, I will go my way to the mountain of myrrh. And to the hill of frankincense. You are all fair, my love, And there is no spot in you. (Song of Solomon 4: 6-7)
النتيجة
هَا أَنْتِ جَمِيلَةٌ
The results
you are fair