Longer Than the Whole Love Song of Solomon | by John Rogers

My wife and I have the privilege of working together part-time at a private Christian School. The school sits on land that had been previously owned by a farming family, therefore, the main hub of this school is an old two-story house. This house houses the teacher workroom, the study, and offices. One of those offices is mine.

My office is on the second floor just to the right of the top of the stairs. At the bottom of these stairs is the teacher workroom. From this workplace, voices, laughter, and many types of conversations easily and regularly ascend the flight of stairs and barge into my office. I hear a lot of things. I hear many voices. But there’s one voice I love to hear. When her words climb the stairs and come into my office they are most welcome. I love hearing these words because they come from my wife. I love my wife. She is beautiful, kind, smart, funny (or some would say sassy), gentle, wise, and I know that she loves me. Because my wife is all of these things I love her. And because I love her, I love what comes from her—like her words. 

If my wife did not love me. If she was instead hateful, ugly, mean, foolish, and harsh, I don’t think I would love her as I do. And I’m sure that I would then despise her words, be repulsed by them, and take action to make sure they never stepped foot in my office. Thankfully, this is not the case. And it was not the case for the composer of Psalm 119.

Longer than the whole love Song of Solomon, Psalm 119 is a carefully constructed love song for the word of God. The psalmist loves the word of God for they are righteous, wondrous, and wise. They are live-giving, soul-strengthening, comforting, and good. They are better than gold or silver. They are words of hope. They are perfect, faithful, sincere, and sweeter than honey to his taste. They serve as a lamp to his feet and they light up his path. They are everlasting, joyous, fearful, yet kind. They are just, right, just right, and impart to him understanding and quenching to his thirst. They steady him. They are his tried and true rudder. They are there at night when he cannot sleep and there in the morning before facing the world. The words of God are redeeming, saving, awesome, and they are always ready to help. 

The Psalmist loves the words of God because they are these things. But the Psalmist loves the words of God because they are exactly that—the words of God who too is all of these aforementioned adjectives. 

Because God is lovely, his words are lovely. And if we love God, we will love everything that comes from God—especially his word. In the words of Daniel Hyde, “To love God is to love his Word…[and] I am to love God by loving His Word. Therefore, it is my duty to read it. Just as we give presents because we love someone, and they open it in reciprocal love and gratitude, so too has God shown His love for his people by giving us the gift of his Word…Show him you love him by reading his Word.” And when you read his Word, guess what…You’re going to grow more in love with God.

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