Another poem about the blessing of Jerusalem, this one talking about God’s relationship with the city.
It’s been forsaken, it’s been deserted and ruined.
Now God promises to love it enthusiastically, like a husband for a young bride.
There is a little, though not as much as in the last two chapters, of language so over the top that it seems to apply to the new Jerusalem, the new city of God spoken of in revelation, the one that is the end point of history.
This one seems as much literally about Jerusalem, which was of course restored after the exile finished.
But it also seems to apply to the current era, after Jesus but before the end times. There is a reference to other nations doing the chores while God’s people are priests, which at first seems a bit gloating, like the book believers have got their come uppance.
But God’s people are actually serving, as priests, all of us, bringing God to the world.
It is a picture of the people of God, in his kingdom, ministering to the whole earth.
This idea of me sharing Jesus servanthood is one I’ll take richly from Isaiah.