Song of Songs 2:1

American Standard Version (1901)

I am a rose of Sharon, A lily of the valleys.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 5:13 : 13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, [As] banks of sweet herbs: His lips are [as] lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
  • Isa 35:1-2 : 1 The wilderness and the dry land shall be glad; and the desert shall rejoice, and blossom as the rose. 2 It shall blossom abundantly, and rejoice even with joy and singing; the glory of Lebanon shall be given unto it, the excellency of Carmel and Sharon: they shall see the glory of Jehovah, the excellency of our God.
  • Hos 14:5 : 5 I will be as the dew unto Israel; he shall blossom as the lily, and cast forth his roots as Lebanon.
  • Isa 57:15 : 15 For thus saith the high and lofty One that inhabiteth eternity, whose name is Holy: I dwell in the high and holy place, with him also that is of a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble, and to revive the heart of the contrite.
  • Song 6:3 : 3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,
  • Ps 85:11 : 11 Truth springeth out of the earth; And righteousness hath looked down from heaven.
  • Song 2:16 : 16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.

Similar Verses (AI)

These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.

  • Song 2:2-5
    4 verses
    88%

    2As a lily among thorns, So is my love among the daughters.

    3As the apple-tree among the trees of the wood, So is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, And his fruit was sweet to my taste.

    4He brought me to the banqueting-house, And his banner over me was love.

    5Stay ye me with raisins, refresh me with apples; For I am sick from love.

  • Song 6:1-4
    4 verses
    80%

    1Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned him, That we may seek him with thee?

    2My beloved is gone down to his garden, To the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

    3I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,

    4Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.

  • Song 2:16-17
    2 verses
    79%

    16My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.

    17Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, Turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart Upon the mountains of Bether.

  • Song 1:13-15
    3 verses
    76%

    13My beloved is unto me [as] a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.

    14My beloved is unto me [as] a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.

    15Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves.

  • Song 2:9-11
    3 verses
    76%

    9My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He looketh in at the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.

    10My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

    11For, lo, the winter is past; The rain is over and gone;

  • Song 7:10
    74%

    10I am my beloved's; And his desire is toward me.

  • Song 4:5-8
    4 verses
    74%

    5Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies.

    6Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.

    7Thou art all fair, my love; And there is no spot in thee.

    8Come with me from Lebanon, [my] bride, With me from Lebanon: Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.

  • Song 4:15
    74%

    15[ Thou art] a fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, And flowing streams from Lebanon.

  • Hos 14:5
    73%

    5I will be as the dew unto Israel; he shall blossom as the lily, and cast forth his roots as Lebanon.

  • Song 5:1-2
    2 verses
    73%

    1I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] bride: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends; Drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

    2I was asleep, but my heart waked: It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, [saying], Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; For my head is filled with dew, My locks with the drops of the night.

  • Song 4:12-13
    2 verses
    73%

    12A garden shut up is my sister, [my] bride; A spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

    13Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants,

  • Song 1:7
    72%

    7Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest [it] to rest at noon: For why should I be as one that is veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?

  • Song 7:12
    72%

    12Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, [And] its blossom is open, [And] the pomegranates are in flower: There will I give thee my love.

  • Song 3:5-6
    2 verses
    72%

    5I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.

    6Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness Like pillars of smoke, Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, With all powders of the merchant?

  • Song 1:5
    72%

    5I am black, but comely, Oh ye daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.

  • Song 2:13-14
    2 verses
    71%

    13The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

    14O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

  • Song 7:6
    71%

    6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

  • Song 5:10
    71%

    10My beloved is white and ruddy, The chiefest among ten thousand.

  • Song 3:2
    70%

    2[ I said], I will rise now, and go about the city; In the streets and in the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, but I found him not.

  • Song 8:5
    70%

    5Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, Leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple-tree I awakened thee: There thy mother was in travail with thee, There was she in travail that brought thee forth.

  • Song 1:1-3
    3 verses
    70%

    1The Song of songs, which is Solomon's.

    2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.

    3Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is [as] oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.

  • Song 8:13-14
    2 verses
    70%

    13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, The companions hearken for thy voice: Cause me to hear it.

    14Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.

  • Song 6:10-11
    2 verses
    70%

    10Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, Fair as the moon, Clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?

    11I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the green plants of the valley, To see whether the vine budded, [And] the pomegranates were in flower.

  • Isa 5:1
    70%

    1Let me sing for my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved had a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:

  • Song 5:16
    70%

    16His mouth is most sweet; Yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

  • Song 1:9
    70%

    9I have compared thee, O my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.

  • Song 2:7
    70%

    7I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.

  • Song 5:13
    70%

    13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, [As] banks of sweet herbs: His lips are [as] lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.