Song of Songs 4:1

American Standard Version (1901)

Behold, 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.

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  • Song 1:15 : 15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are [as] doves.
  • Song 6:5 : 5 Turn 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 6:7 : 7 Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
  • Song 7:5 : 5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses [thereof] .
  • Mic 7:14 : 14 Feed thy people with thy rod, the flock of thy heritage, which dwell solitarily, in the forest in the midst of Carmel: let them feed in Bashan and Gilead, as in the days of old.
  • Matt 11:29 : 29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
  • 2 Cor 3:18 : 18 But we all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are transformed into the same image from glory to glory, even as from the Lord the Spirit.
  • Phil 2:3-5 : 3 [ doing] nothing through faction or through vainglory, but in lowliness of mind each counting other better than himself; 4 not looking each of you to his own things, but each of you also to the things of others. 5 Have this mind in you, which was also in Christ Jesus:
  • Num 32:1 : 1 Now the children of Reuben and the children of Gad had a very great multitude of cattle: and when they saw the land of Jazer, and the land of Gilead, that, behold, the place was a place for cattle;
  • Num 32:40 : 40 And Moses gave Gilead unto Machir the son of Manasseh; and he dwelt therein.
  • Ps 45:11 : 11 So will the king desire thy beauty; For he is thy lord; And reverence thou him.
  • Ezek 16:14 : 14 And thy renown went forth among the nations for thy beauty; for it was perfect, through my majesty which I had put upon thee, saith the Lord Jehovah.
  • Song 2:10 : 10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
  • Song 2:14 : 14 O 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 4:9-9 : 9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] bride; Thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck. 10 How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!
  • Song 5:11-12 : 11 His head is [as] the most fine gold; His locks are bushy, [and] black as a raven. 12 His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, [and] fitly set.

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  • Song 1:14-16
    3 verses
    91%

    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 6:4-7
    4 verses
    87%

    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.

    6Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, Which are come up from the washing; Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.

    7Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

  • Song 4:2-12
    11 verses
    84%

    2Thy teeth are like a flock [of ewes] that are [newly] shorn, Which are come up from the washing, Whereof every one hath twins, And none is bereaved among them.

    3Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, And thy mouth is comely. Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

    4Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men.

    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.

    10How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] bride! How much better is thy love than wine! And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!

    11Thy lips, O [my] bride, drop [as] the honeycomb: Honey and milk are under thy tongue; And the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

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

  • Song 7:3-7
    5 verses
    82%

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

    4Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; Thine eyes [as] the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looketh toward Damascus.

    5Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses [thereof] .

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

    7This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.

  • Song 2:14
    80%

    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 1:7-10
    4 verses
    80%

    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.

    10Thy cheeks are comely with plaits [of hair], Thy neck with strings of jewels.

  • Song 5:9-13
    5 verses
    79%

    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.

    11His head is [as] the most fine gold; His locks are bushy, [and] black as a raven.

    12His eyes are like doves beside the water-brooks, Washed with milk, [and] fitly set.

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

  • Song 2:7-10
    4 verses
    76%

    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.

  • Song 6:9-10
    2 verses
    76%

    9My dove, my undefiled, is [but] one; She is the only one of her mother; She is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; [Yea], the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

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

  • Song 8:14
    75%

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

  • Song 5:2
    75%

    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 6:1
    74%

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

  • Song 1:3-5
    3 verses
    74%

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

    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. [

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

  • Song 4:15
    73%

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

  • Song 2:17
    73%

    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 5:16
    73%

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

  • Ps 45:2
    73%

    2Thou art fairer than the children of men; Grace is poured into thy lips: Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.