“Unto you therefore which believe...” “What is thy beloved more than another beloved?... My beloved is... the chiefest among ten thousand.”
“His visage was so marred... more than the sons of men.”
“His head is as the most fine gold.”
“The soldiers platted a crown of thorns, and put it on His head.” “His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters.”
“And when they had blindfolded Him, they struck Him on the face.” “His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers.”
“I gave... My cheeks to them that plucked off the hair.” “His mouth is most sweet.”
“They filled a sponge with vinegar... and put it to His mouth.” “Yea, He is altogether lovely.”
“When we shall see Him, there is no beauty that we should desire Him.” “This is my beloved, and this is my friend.”
... He is precious.”
(Song of Sol. 5:9-16; Isa. 52:14; John 19:2; Luke 22:64; Isa. 50:6; John 19:29; Isa. 53:2; 1 Peter 2:7.)
E. Short