The Lover describes her Lover to the daughters of Jerusalem for they had asked, “How is your beloved better than others…” (9)
The King is radiant (dazzling; sunny-bright) and ruddy (rosy; flush) (10). When he is in a very large crowd, ten thousand or more he stands out as the best; distinguished, dominant, and excellent. His face is aglow with brilliance, warmth, and love.
The Monarch’s head is the purest gold (11). His head is holy and refined. The sovereign’s hair is wavy and black as a raven. The contrast between his radiant face and dark hair is like an x-ray film lit up from behind. Her heart’s eyes are drawing and fixated on his facial magnificent brilliance.
The Emperor’s eyes are a wonder. They are as peaceful and gentle as doves by water streams flowing from springs (12). They are pure white. His eyes are like jewels mounted. His pupils are like jewels mounted. His eyes are washed in milk.
The Potentate’s cheeks are like beds of spice yielding perfume (12). The fragrance tickles the nose and awakens the sinuses. His checks are a garden that produces scented herbs. The King’s lips are like lilies dripping with myrrh. His lips sweetly heal and soothe.
The Sovereign’s arms are rods of gold set with chrysolite (13). His arms are strong and incorruptible. They will never stain, fade, or tarnish. They are like a gem that radiates and reflects brilliant light. The King’s torso is like polished ivory. His chest and belly are pure smooth tan-white, a carved masterpiece of manhood decorated with sapphires.
The Lover’s legs are pillars of marble set on bases of pure gold (15). His lower limbs are eternal brilliance carved from calcite crystals eternally locked together in dazzling puzzle pieces. They are alabaster monuments on incorruptible feet.
All together the King’s appearance is the highest majesty. He splendidly towers overall like Lebanon, choice as its cedars (15) capturing the gaze of all.
“On the Lord’s Day I was in the Spirit, and I heard behind me a loud voice like a trumpet, which said: “Write on a scroll what you see and send it to the seven churches: to Ephesus, Smyrna, Pergamum, Thyatira, Sardis, Philadelphia and Laodicea.” I turned around to see the voice that was speaking to me. And when I turned I saw seven golden lampstands, and among the lampstands was someone “like a son of man,” dressed in a robe reaching down to his feet and with a golden sash around his chest. His head and hair were white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were like blazing fire. His feet were like bronze glowing in a furnace, and his voice was like the sound of rushing waters. In his right hand he held seven stars, and out of his mouth came a sharp double-edged sword. His face was like the sun shining in all its brilliance. When I saw him, I fell at his feet as though dead. Then he placed his right hand on me and said: “Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One; I was dead, and behold I am alive for ever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hades.” (Revelation 1:10–18)