Song of Songs 7:10

American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 2:16 : 16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies.
  • Song 6:3 : 3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine; He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies,
  • Ps 45:11 : 11 So will the king desire thy beauty; For he is thy lord; And reverence thou him.
  • Gal 2:20 : 20 I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I that live, but Christ living in me: and that [life] which I now live in the flesh I live in faith, [the faith] which is in the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself up for me.
  • Job 14:15 : 15 Thou wouldest call, and I would answer thee: Thou wouldest have a desire to the work of thy hands.
  • Ps 147:11 : 11 Jehovah taketh pleasure in them that fear him, In those that hope in his lovingkindness.
  • Song 7:5-6 : 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] . 6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
  • John 17:24 : 24 Father, I desire that they also whom thou hast given me be with me where I am, that they may behold my glory, which thou hast given me: for thou lovedst me before the foundation of the world. [
  • Acts 27:23 : 23 For there stood by me this night an angel of the God whose I am, whom also I serve,
  • 1 Cor 6:19-20 : 19 Or know ye not that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit which is in you, which ye have from God? and ye are not your own; 20 for ye were bought with a price: glorify God therefore in your body.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 6:1-5
    5 verses
    84%

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

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

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

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

    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 2:16-17
    2 verses
    83%

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

    17 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.

  • Song 2:6-10
    5 verses
    82%

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

    7 I 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.

    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.

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

  • Song 1:13-14
    2 verses
    82%

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

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

  • Song 7:8-9
    2 verses
    81%

    8 I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy breath like apples,

    9 And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.

  • Song 7:11-12
    2 verses
    81%

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

    12 Let 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.

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

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

  • Song 5:1-2
    2 verses
    80%

    1 I 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.

    2 I 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 5:8-10
    3 verses
    79%

    8 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved, That ye tell him, that I am sick from love.

    9 What 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?

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

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

  • 3 His left hand [should be] under my head, And his right hand should embrace me.

  • 7 Tell 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 4:6-12
    7 verses
    77%

    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.

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

    8 Come 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.

    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!

    11 Thy 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.

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

  • Song 2:3-4
    2 verses
    77%

    3 As 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.

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

  • Song 5:5-6
    2 verses
    77%

    5 I rose up to open to my beloved; And my hands dropped with myrrh, And my fingers with liquid myrrh, Upon the handles of the bolt.

    6 I 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.

  • Song 3:3-4
    2 verses
    77%

    3 The watchmen that go about the city found me; [To whom I said], Saw ye him whom my soul loveth?

    4 It 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.

  • Song 8:13-14
    2 verses
    77%

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

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

  • 4 Draw 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. [

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

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

  • 10 I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers [thereof] Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.

  • 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.

  • 16 Awake, 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.

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