Verse 16

My loue is mine, & I am his, whiche feedeth among the lillies vntill the day breake, and till the shadowes be gone:

Referenced Verses

  • Song 6:3 : 3 My loue is myne, and I am his, which feedeth among the lilies.
  • Song 7:10 : 10 I am my beloueds, and he shall turne hym vnto me.
  • Song 4:5 : 5 Thy two breastes are lyke two twinnes of young Roes, whiche feede among roses.
  • Song 7:13 : 13 the Mandragoras geue their sweete smell, and besyde our doores are all maner of pleasaunt fruites both newe and olde, which I haue kept for thee O my beloued.
  • Jer 31:33 : 33 But this shalbe the couenaunt that I wyll make with the house of Israel after those dayes saith the Lorde: I wyll plant my lawe in the inwarde partes of them, and write it in their heartes, and wyll be their God, and they shalbe my people.
  • 1 Cor 3:21-23 : 21 Therfore, let no man reioyce in men: For all thynges are yours: 22 Whether it be Paul, or Apollo, or Cephas, either the worlde, either lyfe, or death, whether they be present thinges, or thynges to come, all are yours: 23 And ye are Christes, and Christe (is) Gods.
  • Gal 2:20 : 20 Neuerthelesse, I lyue: yet nowe not I, but Christe lyueth in me. And ye lyfe which I nowe liue in the fleshe, I lyue by the faith of the sonne of God, which loued me, and gaue hym selfe for me.
  • Rev 21:2-3 : 2 And I Iohn sawe the holy citie newe Hierusalem come downe from God out of heauen, prepared as a bride garnisshed for her husbande. 3 And I hearde a great voyce out of heauen, saying: Beholde, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he wyll dwell with them, and they shalbe his people, and God hym selfe shalbe with them, and be their God.
  • Ps 48:14 : 14 For this God is our God for euer and euer: he wyll be our guide vnto death.
  • Ps 63:1 : 1 A psalme of Dauid when he was in the wyldernesse of Iuda. O Lorde thou art my Lorde: early in the morning I do seeke thee. My soule thirsteth for thee: my fleshe also longeth after thee in a baren and drye lande where no water is.
  • Song 1:7 : 7 Tell me O thou whom my soule loueth, where thou feedest the sheepe, where thou makest them rest at the noone day: for why shall I be like hym that goeth wrong about the flockes of thy companions?
  • Song 2:1 : 1 I am the rose of the fielde, and lillie of the valleys,