Song of Solomon 1:1

1 Here beginneth the Song of Songs .

Song of Solomon 1:1 Meaning and Commentary

Song of Solomon 1:1

The Song of songs, which [is] Solomon's.
] Wrote by Solomon, king of Israel, as the "amanuensis" of the Holy Ghost; and not by Hezekiah and his men, as the Jews say ^F11: or, "concerning Solomon" {l}; Christ, of whom Solomon was a type; see ( Song of Solomon 3:7 ) ; of his person, excellencies, love to his church, care of her, and concern for her; and of the nearness and communion he admitted her to, and indulged her with the Jews have a saying ^F13, that wherever the word Solomon is used in this song, the Holy One is meant, the holy God, or Messiah: it is called "the Song of songs", because the most excellent, as the Holy of holies, King of kings which, with the Hebrews, express a superlative; this being more excellent than the one hundred and five songs, written by Solomon, or than any human composure whatever; yea, preferable to all Scriptural songs, as to subject, manner of style, and copiousness of it.

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FOOTNOTES:

F11 T. Bab. Bava Bathra, fol. 15. 1.
F12 (hmlvl) "de Solomone", Cocceius.
F13 Maimon. Yesode Hatorah, c. 6. s. 12.

Song of Solomon 1:1 In-Context

1 Here beginneth the Song of Songs .

2 Kiss he me with the kiss of his mouth. For thy loves be better than wine (For thy love is better than wine) ,

3 and give odour with best ointments. Thy name is (like) oil shed out; therefore young damsels loved thee. (and thy aroma is equal to the best perfumes. Thy name is like oil poured out; and so the young women, or the maidens, loved thee.)

4 Draw thou me after thee; we shall run. The king led me into his cellars; we mindful of thy loves above wine, shall make full out joy, and we shall be glad in thee; rightful men love thee. (Draw thou me after thee; and we shall run away/and we shall run together. The king led me into his chamber; and we thinking more about thy love than about wine, shall rejoice, and we shall be glad for thee; yea, all the upright people love thee.)

5 Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I am black, but fair, as the tabernacles of Kedar, as the skins of Solomon. (Ye daughters of Jerusalem, I am black, and beautiful, like the tents of Kedar, and like Solomon's curtains.)