Verse 15

O how fayre art thou (my loue) how fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes.

Referenced Verses

  • Song 4:1 : 1 O how fayre art thou (my loue) how fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes besyde that which lyeth hid within.
  • Song 5:12 : 12 His eyes are as the eyes of doues by the water brokes, washen with mylck, and remaynynge in a plenteous place:
  • Song 4:7 : 7 Thou art all fayre (o my loue) & no spott is there in the.
  • Song 4:10 : 10 O how fayre and louely are thy brestes, my sister, my spouse? Thy brestes are more pleasaunt then wyne, and the smell of thy oyntmentes passeth all spices.
  • Song 5:2 : 2 As I was a slepe, & my hert wakynge, I herde the voyce of my beloued, wha he knocked. Open to me (sayde he) o my sister, my loue, my doue, my derlinge: for my heade is full of dew, and ye lockes of my hayre are full of the night droppes.
  • Song 6:4 : 4 Thou art pleasaunt (o my loue) euen as louelynesse itself, thou art fayre as Ierusalem, glorious as an armye of men with their baners
  • Song 7:6 : 6 O how fayre and louely art thou (my derlynge) in pleasures?
  • Mal 2:14 : 14 And yet ye saye: wherfore? Euen because that where as the LORDE made a couenaut betwixte ye and the wife off thy youth, thou hast despysed her: Yet is she thyne owne copanyon and maried wife.
  • 2 Cor 11:2-3 : 2 For I am gelous ouer you wt godly gelousy. For I haue maried you vnto one ma, to brynge a chaste virgin vnto Christ. 3 But I feare, lest as ye serpet begyled Eue wt his sutteltie, eue so yor wyttes shulde be corrupte from the synglenesse that is in Christ.
  • Eph 1:17-18 : 17 that ye God of oure LORDE Iesus Christ, the father of glory maye geue vnto you the sprete of wyssdome, and open vnto you the knowlege of himselfe, 18 and lighten the eyes of youre vnderstondinge, that ye maye knowe what is the hope of youre callynge, and what the riches of his glorious enheritaunce is vpon the sayntes,
  • Song 1:8 : 8 Yf thou knowe not yi self (o thou fayrest amoge women) tha go yi waye forth after ye fotesteppes of the shepe, as though thou woldest fede yi goates besyde ye shepherdes tentes.
  • Song 2:10 : 10 My beloued answered & sayde vnto me: O stode vp my loue, my doue, my beutyfull, & come:
  • Song 2:13 : 13 The fyge tre bryngeth forth hir fyges, the vynes beare blossoms, and haue a good smell. O stode vp my loue, my beutyfull, and come