Song of Songs 7:12

Bishops' Bible (1568)

In 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:

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  • Song 6:11 : 11 I went downe into the nut garden to see what grewe by the brookes, and to loke yf the vineyarde florished, or yf the pomegranates were not foorth.
  • Eph 6:24 : 24 Grace be with all them whiche loue our Lorde Iesus Christe in sinceritie. Amen. Sent from Rome vnto the Ephesians, by Tichicus.
  • 1 Thess 3:5-6 : 5 For this cause, when I coulde no longer forbeare, I sent to knowe your fayth, lest by some meanes the tempter had tempted you, and our labour had ben vayne. 6 But nowe lately, when Timotheus came from you vnto vs, and brought vs good tydynges of your fayth and loue, and howe that ye haue good remembraunce of vs alwayes, desiryng to see vs, as we also to see you:
  • Heb 2:13 : 13 And agayne: I wyll put my trust in hym. And agayne: Beholde here am I, and the chyldren whiche God hath geuen me.
  • Heb 2:15 : 15 And that he myght delyuer them, which through feare of death, were all their lyfe tyme in daunger of bondage.
  • Heb 4:16 : 16 Let vs therfore come boldly vnto the throne of grace, that we may obteyne mercie, and fynde grace to helpe in time of neede.
  • Heb 12:15 : 15 Takyng heede that no man fall away from the grace of God, lest any roote of bitternesse spryngyng vp, trouble you, and therby many be defyled.
  • Song 7:6 : 6 O Howe faire and louely art thou my dearlyng in pleasures?
  • Isa 18:5 : 5 For afore the haruest whe the braunch is growen, there shall come ripe fruite of the floure: and he shal cut downe the increase with sithes, and the braunches shall he take away with hookes.
  • Ezek 20:40-41 : 40 For vpon my holy hyll, euen vpon the hye hyll of Israel saith the Lord God, shall all the house of Israel, and all that is in the lande worship me: and in the same place wyll I fauour them, & there wyll I require your heaue offerynges, and the firstlinges of your oblations, with all your holy thinges. 41 I wyll accept your sweete sauour, when I bryng you from the nations, & gather you together out of the landes wherin ye haue ben scattered, that I may be halowed in you before the heathen.
  • Acts 15:36 : 36 But after a certayne space, Paul sayde vnto Barnabas: Let vs go agayne, and visite our brethren, in euery citie where we haue shewed ye worde of the Lorde, and see howe they do.
  • Rom 5:11 : 11 Not only so, but we also ioye in God, through our Lorde Iesus Christe, by who we haue nowe receaued the atonement.
  • 2 Cor 5:14-15 : 14 For the loue of Christe constrayneth vs, because we thus iudge, that yf one dyed for all, then were all dead. 15 And he dyed for all, that they which lyue, shoulde not hencefoorth lyue vnto them selues, but vnto hym which dyed for them, and rose agayne.
  • 2 Cor 13:5 : 5 Examine your selues, whether ye are in the fayth: Proue your owne selues. Knowe ye not your owne selues, howe that Iesus Christe is in you? except ye be reprobates.
  • Exod 25:22 : 22 And from thence I wyll testifie vnto thee, and I wyll common with thee from vpon the mercy seate, from betweene the two Cherubins whiche are vpon the arke of witnesse, of all thinges whiche I wyll geue thee in commaundement vnto the chyldren of Israel.
  • Ps 43:4 : 4 And I wyll go vnto the aulter of the Lorde, euen vnto the Lorde of my ioy & gladnesse: and vpon the harpe I will acknowledge thee O Lorde my Lord.
  • Ps 63:3-8 : 3 For thy louing kindnes is better then life itselfe: my lippes shall prayse thee. 4 As long as I liue I wyll blesse thee on this maner: and in thy name I wyll lyft vp my handes. 5 My soule is satisfied euen as it were with mary and fatnes: and my mouth prayseth thee with ioyfull lippes. 6 Haue I not remembred thee in my bed: and thought vpon thee when I was waking? 7 Because thou hast ben my helper: therfore vnder the shadowe of thy wynges do I reioyce. 8 My soule cleaueth fast vnto thee: thy right hande hath vpholden me.
  • Ps 73:25 : 25 Whom haue I in heauen but thee? and there is none vpon earth that I desire besides thee.
  • Ps 122:5 : 5 For there is ordeyned the seate for iudgement: euen the seate of the house of Dauid.
  • Prov 8:17 : 17 I am louing vnto those that loue me: and they that seeke me early, shall finde me.
  • Prov 24:30-31 : 30 I went by the fielde of the slouthfull, and by the vineyarde of the foolishe man: 31 And lo, it was all couered with nettles, and stoode full of thornes, and the stone wall was broken downe.
  • Eccl 9:10 : 10 Whatsoeuer thou takest in hande to do, that do with al thy power: for in the graue that thou goest vnto, there is neither worke, counsayle, knowledge, nor wysdome.
  • Song 2:13 : 13 The figge tree bryngeth foorth her figges, and the vines beare blossomes and haue a good smell.
  • Song 2:15 : 15 Get vs the foxes, yea the litle foxes that hurt the vines: for our vines beare blossomes.
  • Song 4:16 : 16 Up thou north winde, come thou south winde and blowe vpon my garden, that the smell therof may be caryed on euery side: yea that my beloued may come into his garden, and eate of the sweete fruites that growe therein.

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  • Song 7:6-11
    6 verses
    86%

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

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

    8 I sayde, I wyll climbe vp into the paulme tree, and take holde of his hye braunches. Thy breastes also shalbe as the wine clusters, the smell of thy nosethrilles like as the smell of apples.

    9 And 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.

    10 I am my beloueds, and he shall turne hym vnto me.

    11 O come on my loue, we wyll go foorth into the fielde, and take our lodgyng in the villages.

  • Song 2:13-17
    5 verses
    84%

    13 The figge tree bryngeth foorth her figges, and the vines beare blossomes and haue a good smell.

    14 O 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.

    15 Get vs the foxes, yea the litle foxes that hurt the vines: for our vines beare blossomes.

    16 My loue is mine, & I am his, whiche feedeth among the lillies vntill the day breake, and till the shadowes be gone:

    17 Come agayne O my beloued, and be lyke as a roe or a young hart vpon the wyde mountaines.

  • 13 the Mandragoras geue their sweete smell, and besyde our doores are all maner of pleasaunt fruites both newe and olde, which I haue kept for thee O my beloued.

  • 11 I went downe into the nut garden to see what grewe by the brookes, and to loke yf the vineyarde florished, or yf the pomegranates were not foorth.

  • Song 2:7-10
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    81%

    7 His left hande lyeth vnder my head, and his right hande shall imbrace me.

    8 I charge you (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) by the roes and hindes of the fiede, that ye wake not vp my loue, nor touche her, tyll she be content her selfe.

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

    10 My 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.

  • Prov 7:17-18
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    17 My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cinamon.

    18 Come let vs take our fill of loue vntyll the morning, and let vs solace our selues with the pleasures of loue.

  • Song 1:13-14
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    13 a bundell of myrre is my loue vnto me, he wyll lye betwixt my brestes:

    14 a cluster of Camphire in the vineyardes of Engaddi is my loue vnto me.

  • 6 O 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.

  • Song 4:15-16
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    15 a well of gardens, a well of liuing waters which runne downe from Libanus.

    16 Up thou north winde, come thou south winde and blowe vpon my garden, that the smell therof may be caryed on euery side: yea that my beloued may come into his garden, and eate of the sweete fruites that growe therein.

  • Song 6:1-3
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    1 Whyther is thy loue gone then O thou fairest among women? whyther is thy loue departed, and we wyll seke hym with thee?

    2 My loue is gone downe into his garden vnto the sweete smellyng beddes, that he may refreshe hym selfe in the garden, & gather lilies.

    3 My loue is myne, and I am his, which feedeth among the lilies.

  • Song 5:1-2
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    1 I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I haue gathered my Myrre with my spice: I haue eate hony with my hony combe, I haue drunke my wine with my milke: Eate O ye frendes, drinke and be merie O ye beloued.

    2 I 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.

  • 1 Nowe wyll I syng my beloued friende, a song of my friende touching his vineyard: My beloued friende hath a vineyarde in a very fruiteful plenteous grounde.

  • Song 4:12-13
    2 verses
    78%

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

    13 The fruites that are planted in thee, are lyke a very paradise of pomegranates with sweete fruites, as Camphire, Nardus,

  • 7 Tell 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?

  • Song 8:13-14
    2 verses
    77%

    13 Thou that dwellest in the gardens, O let me heare thy voyce, that my companions may hearken to the same.

    14 O get thee away my loue, and be as a roe or a young hart vpon the sweete smellyng mountaynes.

  • Song 8:2-5
    4 verses
    77%

    2 I wyll leade thee and bryng thee into my mothers house, that thou myghtest teache me, and that I myght geue thee drynke of the spiced wine, and of the sweete sappe of my pomegranates.

    3 His left hande shalbe vnder my head, and his ryght hande shall imbrace me.

    4 I charge you O ye daughters of Hierusalem that ye wake not vp my loue, nor touche her, tyll she be content her selfe.

    5 (What is she this that cometh vp from the wildernesse, and leaneth vpon her loue?) I wake thee vp among the apple trees where thy mother conceaued thee, where thy mother I say brought thee into the worlde.

  • 4 Drawe thou me vnto thee we wyll runne after thee. The kyng hath brought me into his priuie chaumbers: We wylbe glad and reioyce in thee, we thinke more of thy loue then of wine: they that be righteous loue thee.

  • Song 2:3-4
    2 verses
    76%

    3 Like as the apple tree among the trees of the wood: so is my beloued among the sonnes.

    4 My delight is to sit vnder his shadowe, for his fruite is sweete vnto my throte.

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

  • Song 3:5-6
    2 verses
    75%

    5 I charge you O ye daughters of Hierusalem by the roes and hyndes of the fielde, that ye wake not vp my loue, nor touch her, till she be content her self.

    6 Who is this that commeth vp out of the wyldernesse like vapours of smoke, as it were a smell of myrre, frankensence, and all maner spices of the Apothecarie?

  • 8 Come to me from Libanus (O my spouse) come to me from Libanus: looke from the top of Amana, from the top of Sanir and Hermon, from the lions dennes, and from the mountaines of the leopardes.

  • Song 3:2-3
    2 verses
    74%

    2 I will get vp thought & go about the citie, in the wayes in all the streates wyll I seeke hym whom my soule loueth: but when I sought him I founde him not.

    3 The watchmen also that go about the citie, founde me to whom I sayde Sawe ye not hym whom my soule loueth?

  • 10 O 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.

  • 5 I stoode vp to open vnto my beloued, and my handes dropped with Myrre, & the Myrre ranne downe my fingers vpon the locke.