I sleep, but my heart is waking. It is the sound of my Beloved that knocks, saying, Open to Me, My sister, My love, My dove, My undefiled. For My head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.
Then Pilate said to Him, Therefore, then are you not a king? Jesus answered, You say that I am a king. For this purpose I have been born, and for this purpose I have come into the world, that I might witness to the Truth. Everyone being of the Truth hears My voice.
The one having the bride is the bridegroom. But the friend of the bridegroom, standing and hearing him, rejoices with joy because of the bridegroom’s voice. Then this my joy has been fulfilled.
looking to the Author and Finisher of our faith, Jesus, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, “and has sat down at the right hand” of the throne of God.”
Therefore, Christ having suffered on behalf of us in the flesh, also you arm yourselves with the same thought, because he having suffered in the flesh has been made to rest from sin,