Song of Songs 5:12

Bishops' Bible (1568)

His eyes are as the eyes of doues by the water brookes as though they were wasshed with mylke, and are set lyke pearles in golde.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 1:15 : 15 Oh howe fayre art thou my loue, Oh howe fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes.
  • Song 4:1 : 1 O 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.
  • Heb 4:13 : 13 Neither is there any creature that is not manifest in the syght of hym: But all thinges are naked and open vnto the eyes of hym of whom we speake.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 5:13-16
    4 verses
    81%

    13His cheekes are lyke a garden bed, wherin the Apothecaries plant all maner of sweete thynges. His lippes are lyke lilies that droppe sweete smellyng Myrre:

    14His handes are lyke golde rynges, hauyng inclosed the precious stone of Tharsis. His body is as the pure iuorie, dect ouer with Saphires:

    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.

    16The wordes of his mouth are sweete: yea he is altogether louely: Such a one is my loue O ye daughters of Hierusalem, such a one is my loue.

  • Song 5:10-11
    2 verses
    81%

    10As for my loue, he is whyte and red coloured, a goodly person among tenne thousande.

    11His head is as the most fine golde, the lockes of his heere are busshed, & blacke as a crowe.

  • Song 1:13-15
    3 verses
    80%

    13a bundell of myrre is my loue vnto me, he wyll lye betwixt my brestes:

    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.

  • Song 4:1-7
    7 verses
    79%

    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.

    2Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe of the same bignesse whiche went vp from the washing place, where euery one beareth two twinnes, and not one vnfruitfull among them.

    3Thy lippes are lyke a rose coloured ribande, thy wordes are louely, thy cheekes are like a peece of a pomegranate within thyne heeres.

    4Thy necke is like the towre of Dauid buylded with costly stones, lying out on the sides wherevpon there hange a thousande shieldes: yea all the weapons of the giauntes.

    5Thy two breastes are lyke two twinnes of young Roes, whiche feede among roses.

    6O that I might go to the mountaine of myrre, and to the hil of frankencense, til the day breake, and til the shadowes be past away.

    7Thou art all fayre (O my loue) and no spot is there in thee.

  • Song 7:1-7
    7 verses
    77%

    1O howe pleasaunt are thy treadynges with thy shoes, thou princes daughter? the ioyntes of thy thighes are like a faire iewell, which is wrought by a cunnyng workemaister.

    2Thy nauell is lyke a rounde goblet, which is neuer without drynke. Thy wombe is like a heape of wheate that is set about with lilies.

    3Thy two breastes are lyke two twinnes of young roes.

    4Thy necke is as it were a towre of iuorie: thine eyes also are lyke the water pooles that are in Hesebon, beside the port of Bathrabbim, thy nose is lyke the towre of Libanus, which loketh towarde Damascus.

    5That head that standeth vpon thee is lyke Carmel: and the heere of thy head is like purple, and like a kyng dwellyng among many water conduites.

    6O Howe faire and louely art thou my dearlyng in pleasures?

    7Thy stature is lyke a paulme tree, and thy breastes lyke the grapes.

  • Song 6:5-7
    3 verses
    75%

    5Turne away thine eyes from me, for they haue set me on fire: Thy heery lockes are lyke a flocke of goates shorne vpon the mount of Gilead.

    6Thy teeth are lyke a flocke of shorne sheepe which go out of the wasshyng place, where euery one beareth twinnes, and not one vnfruitfull among them.

    7Thy cheekes are like a peece of a pomegranate within thy lockes of heere.

  • Song 1:9-10
    2 verses
    72%

    9Unto the hoast of Pharaos charets haue I compared thee, O my loue.

    10Thy cheekes and thy necke is beautifull as the turtles, and hanged with spanges and goodly iewels,

  • Song 2:14
    72%

    14O stande vp then and come my loue my beautifull, and come I say O my doue, out of the caues of the rockes, out of the holes of the wall, O let me see thy countenaunce and heare thy voyce: for sweete is thy voyce, and fayre is thy face.

  • Gen 49:12
    72%

    12His eyes shalbe redde with wine, and his teeth whyte with mylke.

  • Job 41:18
    71%

    18His neesinges make a glistering like fyre, and his eyes lyke the morning shine.

  • Song 2:9
    71%

    9Me thinke I heare the voyce of my beloued: lo, there commeth he hopping vpon the mountaines, and leaping ouer the litle hilles.

  • Rev 1:14
    71%

    14His head, and his heeres were whyte as whyte wooll, and as snowe, and his eyes were as a flambe of fyre.

  • Song 4:9-12
    4 verses
    71%

    9Thou hast with loue bewitched my heart O my sister my spouse, thou hast bewitched my heart with one of thyne eyes, and with one chayne of thy necke.

    10O howe fayre are thy breastes, my sister, my spouse? Thy breastes are more pleasaunt then wine, and the smell of thyne oyntmentes passeth all spices.

    11Thy lippes, O my spouse, drop as the hony combe, yea mylke and hony is vnder thy tongue, and the smell of thy garmentes is like the smell of Libanus.

    12A garden well locked is my sister, my spouse: a garden well locked, and a sealed well.

  • Song 5:2
    70%

    2I am a sleepe, but my heart is waking: I heare the voyce of my beloued when he knocketh, saying, Open to me O my sister, my loue, my doue, my dearling: for my head is full of deawe, and the lockes of my heere are full of the nyght doppes.

  • Song 1:7
    70%

    7Tell me O thou whom my soule loueth, where thou feedest the sheepe, where thou makest them rest at the noone day: for why shall I be like hym that goeth wrong about the flockes of thy companions?

  • Lam 4:7
    69%

    7Her abstayners were whyter then the snowe or milke, their colour was freshe, red as corall, their beautie like the Saphire.

  • Song 6:9-10
    2 verses
    69%

    9One is my doue, one is my dearlyng: She is the only beloued of her mother, and deare vnto her that bare her: When the daughters sawe her, they sayde she was blessed, yea the queenes & wiues praysed her.

    10What is she this that loketh foorth as the mornyng, faire as the moone, cleare as the sunne, and fearfull as an armie of men with their banners?

  • Job 21:24
    69%

    24His breastes are full of milke, and his bones runne full of marowe.

  • Song 7:9
    69%

    9And thy rooffe of thy mouth lyke the best wine, which is meete for my best beloued, pleasaunt for his lippes, and for his teeth to chawe.

  • Song 1:5
    69%

    5I am blacke (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) but yet fayre and well fauoured, like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Solomon.

  • Song 1:2
    68%

    2O that he would kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is more pleasaunt then wine,

  • Song 8:10
    68%

    10I am a wall, and my brestes lyke towres, then was I as one that hath founde fauour in his syght.

  • Prov 5:19
    68%

    19Let her be as the louyng Hinde and pleasaunt Roe: let her breastes alway satisfie thee, and holde thee euer content with her loue.

  • Song 4:15
    68%

    15a well of gardens, a well of liuing waters which runne downe from Libanus.

  • Ps 133:2
    68%

    2It is lyke vnto a pretious oyntment powred vpon the head, which runneth downe vpon the beard, euen vpon Aarons beard: which also runneth downe vpon the skyrtes of his garmentes.