The Savour Of The Saviour’s Name

The Savour Of The Saviour’s Name

The blessed savour of my Saviour,
Like an ointment or perfume –
Oh, the joy of His dear presence
Floods my heart and fills the room.
Oh, the wonder of Jesus’ name
Captures my soul with pure delight.
And the glory that surrounds us,
Dispels our deepest, darkest night.
When we spend time with our Saviour,
There’s a gladness and a peace.
There’s a hope and expectation –
Abundant life that will never cease.
By His death and resurrection,
He paid redemption’s price for all;
Oh, the blessing of His salvation
When upon His name we call.
The wondrous savour of life unto life –
The blessings that fill our hearts.
Oh, the glory of His presence –
And the wonder His love imparts!
May 4th, 2025
Jerry Bouey
Because of the savour of thy good ointments
thy name is as ointment poured forth,
therefore do the virgins love thee.
Song of Songs 1:3

The Savour Of Jesus’ Name

Song of Songs 1:3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

When we talk about the Lord Jesus Christ, when we fellowship together in His name, it is like a perfume or ointment going forth wherever we go. It is the smell of the burnt offering, wellpleasing to the Father, and we carry that savour everywhere we go. Those around us can tell we have been with Jesus! See Ephesians 5:2; 2 Corinthians 2:14-16 and Acts 4:12-13.

Song of Songs 1:12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

Notice the spikenard is the woman’s. Mary of Bethany poured HER spikenard on the Saviour, the King, then the smell filled the house. She did this in preparation for Jesus’s death:

John 12:1-3, 7 Then Jesus six days before the passover came to Bethany, where Lazarus was which had been dead, whom he raised from the dead. There they made him a supper; and Martha served: but Lazarus was one of them that sat at the table with him. Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair: and the house was filled with the odour of the ointment… Then said Jesus, Let her alone: against the day of my burying hath she kept this.

Song of Songs 1:13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

Next we see the believer referring to Jesus’ burial. Myrrh is the aromatic spice that the dead were wrapped in. Her thoughts of Christ were like a sachet of potpourri sitting next to her heart – her Saviour is kept close to her heart, like someone she truly treasures.

Song of Songs 1:14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

Lastly, Jesus is compared to a cluster of camphire, another aromatic spice or flower that pictures the atonement of Jesus. The Hebrew word for camphire used here is literally the same Hebrew word used elsewhere that is translated as atonement, the redemption price and covering for our sin.

As believers fellowship over the death, burial and resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ, the savour of His name fills our hearts and lives, and transform every place we go. Truly, it is a sweet smelling savour, acceptable to our Heavenly Father!

Ephesians 5:2 And walk in love, as Christ also hath loved us, and hath given himself for us an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweetsmelling savour.

May 1st, 2025
Jerry Bouey

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