“… Thy name is as ointment poured forth” (Song of Solomon 1:3).
Completing this little triad of posts, I’d like to mention the sacrifice involved in pouring forth ointment. Ointment in a bottle can be preserved for years — but once poured forth, it is gone forever.
Our God and Father had a bottle of most precious perfume. One little drop from that bottle would have satisfied us for thousands of years. But there was no holding back with God — the ointment was poured forth! His Son was given without reserve, given even to death, and the death of the cross. In giving us His only begotten Son, God gave us His all!
With true hearts this morning, as we gather around the bread and the cup with His people to remember Him, may we pour out hearts overflowing with praise to this great Saviour and Lord, who is worthy of eternal glory. His name is truly as ointment poured forth.
