Song of Songs 2:17

American Standard Version (1901)

Until 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.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 4:6 : 6 Until the day be cool, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, And to the hill of frankincense.
  • Song 8:14 : 14 Make haste, my beloved, And be thou like to a roe or to a young hart Upon the mountains of spices.
  • Luke 1:78 : 78 Because of the tender mercy of our God, Whereby the dayspring from on high shall visit us,
  • Rom 13:12 : 12 The night is far spent, and the day is at hand: let us therefore cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armor of light.
  • Heb 8:5 : 5 who serve [that which is] a copy and shadow of the heavenly things, even as Moses is warned [of God] when he is about to make the tabernacle: for, See, saith he, that thou make all things according to the pattern that was showed thee in the mount.
  • Heb 10:1 : 1 For the law having a shadow of the good [things] to come, not the very image of the things, can never with the same sacrifices year by year, which they offer continually, make perfect them that draw nigh.
  • 2 Pet 1:19 : 19 And we have the word of prophecy [made] more sure; whereunto ye do well that ye take heed, as unto a lamp shining in a dark place, until the day dawn, and the day-star arise in your hearts:
  • Song 2:8-9 : 8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills. 9 My 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.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 4:5-9
    5 verses
    85%

    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.

    9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] bride; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.

  • Song 8:13-14
    2 verses
    84%

    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 2:6-11
    6 verses
    83%

    6His left hand [is] under my head, And his right hand doth embrace me.

    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.

    8The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh, Leaping upon the mountains, Skipping upon the hills.

    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;

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

  • Song 3:4-6
    3 verses
    78%

    4It was but a little that I passed from them, When I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him, and would not let him go, Until I had brought him into my mother's house, And into the chamber of her that conceived me.

    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 1:7-9
    3 verses
    78%

    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?

    8If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

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

  • Song 1:13-16
    4 verses
    78%

    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.

    16Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.

  • Song 6:1-5
    5 verses
    77%

    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.

    5Turn away thine eyes from me, For they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of Gilead.

  • Song 7:10-12
    3 verses
    77%

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

    11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

    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 2:13-14
    2 verses
    76%

    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 5:1-2
    2 verses
    75%

    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.

  • 19[ As] a loving hind and a pleasant doe, Let her breasts satisfy thee at all times; And be thou ravished always with her love.

  • 6I opened to my beloved; But my beloved had withdrawn himself, [and] was gone. My soul had failed me when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.

  • 1Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves behind thy veil. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, That lie along the side of mount Gilead.

  • 4I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, That ye stir not up, nor awake [my] love, Until he please.

  • 18Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning; Let us solace ourselves with loves.

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

  • 4Draw me; we will run after thee: The king hath brought me into his chambers; We will be glad and rejoice in thee; We will make mention of thy love more than of wine: Rightly do they love thee. [

  • Song 2:3-4
    2 verses
    73%

    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.

  • Song 5:9-10
    2 verses
    73%

    9What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than [another] beloved, That thou dost so adjure us?

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

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

  • 16Awake, O north wind; And come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And eat his precious fruits.

  • 3Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.