Song of Songs 1:17
the seelinges of our house are of Cedar tree, and our crosse ioyntes of Cipresse.
the seelinges of our house are of Cedar tree, and our crosse ioyntes of Cipresse.
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14a cluster of Camphire in the vineyardes of Engaddi is my loue vnto me.
15Oh howe fayre art thou my loue, Oh howe fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes.
16O howe fayre art thou my beloued, howe well fauoured art thou? Our bed is dect with flowres,
16The trees of God be satisfied: euen the Cedars of Libanus which he hath planted.
17Wherin the birdes make their nestes: in the fyrre trees the storke buyldeth.
10The hilles were couered with her shadowe: and goodly high Cedar trees with her bowes.
11She stretched out her braunches vnto the sea: and her bowes vnto the riuer.
15And seeled the walles of the house within with boordes of Cedar tree: euen fro the pauement of the house vnto the roofe did he seele the walles of it within with Cedar tree: and boorded the floore of the house with planckes of firre.
18And the Cedar of the house within, was carued with knoppes, and grauen with flowres: & all was Cedar timber, so that no stone was sene.
9Mountaynes and all hylles: fruitfull trees and all Cedars.
15a well of gardens, a well of liuing waters which runne downe from Libanus.
7Beautiful was he in his greatnesse, and in the length of his braunches: for his roote stoode beside great waters.
8No Cedar tree might hyde hym in the garden of God, there was no fyrre trees like his braunches, the chestnut trees were not like the bowes of him: all the trees in the garden of God, might not be compared vnto him in his beautie.
9I made him faire with the multitude of his braunches: insomuch that all the trees in the pleasaunt garden of God had enuie at hym.
5And the greater house he seeled with firre tree, whiche he ouerlayed with the best golde, and graued thereto paulme trees and chaynes.
8Sende me also Cedar trees, pine trees, and algume trees, out of Libanon: For I wot that thy seruauntes can skill to hewe timber in Libanon: and behold my men shalbe with thyne,
9That they may prepare me timber enough: For the house whiche I am determined to buylde, shalbe wonderfull great.
9And so he built the house, and finished it: and he roofed the house vaultly with beames of Cedar tymber.
10And then he built chambers to all the temple fiue cubites heyght, & they were ioyned to the house with beames of Cedar.
3And the roofe was Cedar aboue vpon the beames that laye on the pillers, euen 45 beames in fifteene rowes.
11And aboue were riche stones, squared after a certayne rule, and couered with Cedar.
5They haue made all thy ship bordes of firre trees of Shenir, from Libanus haue they taken Cedar trees to make thee mastes:
9If she be a wall, we shall builde a siluer bulwarke thervpon: yf she be a doore, we shall fasten her with boordes of Cedar tree.
3Like as the apple tree among the trees of the wood: so is my beloued among the sonnes.
4My delight is to sit vnder his shadowe, for his fruite is sweete vnto my throte.
15His legges are as the pillers of Marble set vpon sockettes of golde. His face is as Libanus: and as the beautie of the Cedar trees.
8Yea euen the Firre trees and Cedars of Libanus reioyce at thy fall, saying: Nowe that thou art layde downe, there come no mo vp to hewe downe vs.
13And vpon all high and stout Cedar trees of Libanus, and vpon all the okes of Basan.
6O Howe faire and louely art thou my dearlyng in pleasures?
7Thy stature is lyke a paulme tree, and thy breastes lyke the grapes.
1Open thy doores O Libanus, that ye fire may consume thy Cedar trees.
6Euen as the valleys are they layde abrode, & as gardens by the riuers side, as the tentes whiche the Lorde hath pitched, and as cypres trees beside the waters.
22Thus saith the Lorde God, I wyll also take of the top of this hye Cedar, and wyll set it, and cut of the top of the tender plant thereof, and wyll plant it vpon an hye hyll and a great.
23namely vpon the hye hyll of Israel will I plant it, that it may bryng foorth bowes, and geue fruite, and be an excellent Cedar: and vnder it shall remayne all byrdes, and euery foule shall remaine vnder the shadowe of the braunches thereof.
4And Cedar trees without number: For the Zidons and they of Tyre brought much Cedar wood to Dauid.
17My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cinamon.
10The tyle worke is fallen downe, but we wyll buylde it with squared stones: the Mulberie timber is broken, but we shall set it vp agayne with Cedar.
16It is a greene tree before the sunne, & shooteth foorth the braunches ouer his garden.
11And she had strong roddes for the scepters of them that beare rule, and her stature was exalted on hye among the braunches, & she appeared in her height with the multitude of her braunches.
14Moreouer, he goeth out to hewe Cedar trees, he bringeth home Elmes and Okes, and taking a bolde courage, he seeketh out the best timber of the wood: he him selfe hath planted a Pine tree, whiche the rayne hath swelled,
13The figge tree bryngeth foorth her figges, and the vines beare blossomes and haue a good smell.
14Who thinketh in hym selfe, I wyll buylde me a wyde house and gorgious parlours, who causeth windowes to be hewen therin, and the seelinges and ioystes maketh he of Cedar, and painteth them with Sinoper.
6His braunches shal spreade out abrode, and be as faire as the oliue tree, & smell as Libanus.
9Me thinke I heare the voyce of my beloued: lo, there commeth he hopping vpon the mountaines, and leaping ouer the litle hilles.
10My beloued is lyke a roe or a young hart: beholde he standeth behinde our wall, he looketh in at the windowe, and peepeth thorowe the grace.
13The fruites that are planted in thee, are lyke a very paradise of pomegranates with sweete fruites, as Camphire, Nardus,
3Behold, Assur is a Cedar in Libanon, with faire braunches, and with thycke shadowing bowes, of a hygh stature, & his top was among the thicke bowes.
1O howe fayre art thou my loue, howe fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes, beside that which lyeth hid within: Thy heerie lockes are lyke the wooll of a flocke of goates that be shorne vpon mount Gilead.
17Come agayne O my beloued, and be lyke as a roe or a young hart vpon the wyde mountaines.
12In the mornyng wyll we go see the vineyarde, we wyll see yf the vine be sprong foorth, yf the grapes be growen, and yf the pomegranates be shot out. There will I geue thee my brestes: