Verse 5
Thy two{H8147} breasts{H7699} are like two{H8147} {H6082} fawns{H6646} That are twins{H8380} of a roe, Which feed{H7462} among the lilies.{H7799}
Referenced Verses
- Song 2:16 : 16 My beloved{H1730} is mine, and I am his: He feedeth{H7462} [his flock] among the lilies.{H7799}
- Song 6:3 : 3 I am my beloved's,{H1730} and my beloved{H1730} is mine; He feedeth{H7462} [his flock] among the lilies,{H7799}
- Song 7:3 : 3 Thy two{H8147} breasts{H7699} are like two{H8147} {H6082} fawns{H6646} That are twins{H8380} of a roe.
- Prov 5:19 : 19 [ As] a loving{H158} hind{H365} and a pleasant{H2580} doe,{H365} Let her breasts{H1717} satisfy{H7301} thee at all times;{H6256} And be thou ravished{H7686} always{H8548} with her love.{H160}
- Song 8:10 : 10 I am a wall,{H2346} and my breasts{H7699} like the towers{H4026} [thereof] Then was I in his eyes{H5869} as one that found{H4672} peace.{H7965}
- Isa 66:10-12 : 10 Rejoice{H8055} ye with Jerusalem,{H3389} and be glad{H1523} for her, all ye that love{H157} her: rejoice{H7797} for joy{H4885} with her, all ye that mourn{H56} over her; 11 that ye may suck{H3243} and be satisfied{H7646} with the breasts{H7699} of her consolations;{H8575} that ye may milk out,{H4711} and be delighted{H6026} with the abundance{H2123} of her glory.{H3519} 12 For thus saith{H559} Jehovah,{H3068} Behold, I will extend{H5186} peace{H7965} to her like a river,{H5104} and the glory{H3519} of the nations{H1471} like an overflowing{H7857} stream:{H5158} and ye shall suck{H3243} [thereof]; ye shall be borne{H5375} upon the side,{H6654} and shall be dandled{H8173} upon the knees.{H1290}
- 1 Pet 2:2 : 2 as{G5613} newborn{G738} babes,{G1025} long{G1971} for the spiritual{G97} milk{G1051} {G3050} which is without guile, that{G2443} ye may grow{G837} thereby{G846} unto salvation;
- Song 1:13 : 13 My beloved{H1730} is unto me [as] a bundle{H6872} of myrrh,{H4753} That lieth{H3885} betwixt my breasts.{H7699}
- Song 7:7 : 7 This thy stature{H6967} is like{H1819} to a palm-tree,{H8558} And thy breasts{H7699} to its clusters.{H811}
- Song 8:1 : 1 Oh that{H5414} thou wert as my brother,{H251} That sucked{H3243} the breasts{H7699} of my mother!{H517} [When] I should find{H4672} thee without,{H2351} I would kiss{H5401} thee; Yea, and none would despise{H936} me.