Hang my locket around your neck,
wear my ring on your finger.
Love is invincible facing danger and death.
Passion laughs at the terrors of hell.
The fire of love stops at nothing—
it sweeps everything before it.
Flood waters can’t drown love,
torrents of rain can’t put it out.
Love can’t be bought, love can’t be sold—
it’s not to be found in the marketplace.
Love can’t be bought.
Love can’t be sold.
It’s not to be found in the marketplace.
Other versions of this (NLT, NIV) say this, “Love is as strong as death.” What do we know of death? It is coming and we cannot stop it. It is painful for some and easy for others. Some are ready and some are not. It is relentless. It is often merciful amidst pain and suffering. What do we know of death and of love?
“Love flashes like fire, the brightest flame.”
“Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm.” Place me over your heart for healing and on your arm as a badge of honor.
God what are you stirring in this place?