Song of Songs 8:3
His left hande shalbe vnder my head, and his ryght hande shall imbrace me.
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Referenced Verses
- Song 2:6 : 6 Set about me cuppes of wine, comfort me with apples, for I am sicke of loue.
- Isa 62:4-5 : 4 From this tyme foorth thou shalt neuer be called the forsaken, and thy lande shall no more be called the wildernesse: but thou shalt be called, My pleasure is in her, and thy lande shalbe called, The maried woman: for the Lorde loueth thee, and thy land shalbe ioyned in mariage. 5 And lyke as a young man taketh a virgin to mariage, so shal thy sonnes be maried vnto thee: and as a bridegrome is glad of his bride, so shall thy God reioyce ouer thee.
- 2 Cor 12:9 : 9 And he sayde vnto me: My grace is sufficient for thee. For my strength is made perfect in weakenesse. Most gladly therfore, I wyll rather glorie in my infirmities, that the power of Christ myght dwell in me.
- Deut 33:27 : 27 The eternall God is thy refuge, and vnder the armes of the euerlastyng God shalt thou lyue: He shall cast out the enemie before thee, and say, destroy them.
Similar Verses (AI)
These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.
- Song 2:3-75 verses95%
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.
5He bringeth me into his wine seller, his banner spread ouer me, whiche is his loue.
6Set about me cuppes of wine, comfort me with apples, for I am sicke of loue.
7His left hande lyeth vnder my head, and his right hande shall imbrace me.
- Song 8:4-63 verses82%
4I 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.
6O set me as a seale vpon thine heart, and as a seale vpon thine arme: for loue is myghtie as the death, and gelousie as the hell.
- Song 8:1-22 verses81%
1O that I might finde thee without and kisse thee, whom I loue as my brother whiche suckt my mothers brestes, and that thou shalt not be dispised,
2I 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.
- Song 3:3-53 verses78%
3The watchmen also that go about the citie, founde me to whom I sayde Sawe ye not hym whom my soule loueth?
4So when I was a litle past them, I founde him whom my soule loueth: I haue gotten holde vpon hym, and wyll not let him go, vntyll I bryng him into my mothers house, and into her chaumber that bare me.
5I 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.
- Song 7:6-127 verses78%
6O Howe faire and louely art thou my dearlyng in pleasures?
7Thy stature is lyke a paulme tree, and thy breastes lyke the grapes.
8I 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.
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.
10I am my beloueds, and he shall turne hym vnto me.
11O come on my loue, we wyll go foorth into the fielde, and take our lodgyng in the villages.
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:
- Song 1:13-142 verses77%
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.
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2O that he would kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is more pleasaunt then wine,
- Song 5:1-22 verses75%
1I 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.
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.
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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.
- Song 4:8-103 verses74%
8Come 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.
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.
- Song 4:5-62 verses74%
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.
- Prov 5:19-202 verses74%
19Let her be as the louyng Hinde and pleasaunt Roe: let her breastes alway satisfie thee, and holde thee euer content with her loue.
20Why wylt thou my sonne haue pleasure in a straunge woman, and embrace the bosome of a straunger?
- Song 5:8-92 verses73%
8I charge you therfore O ye daughters of Hierusalem, yf ye fynde my beloued, that ye tell hym howe that I am sicke for loue.
9What maner of man is thy loue aboue other louers, O thou fairest among women? Or what can thy loue do more then other louers, that thou chargest vs so straytly?
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18Come let vs take our fill of loue vntyll the morning, and let vs solace our selues with the pleasures of loue.
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4Drawe 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 2:16-172 verses73%
16My loue is mine, & I am his, whiche feedeth among the lillies vntill the day breake, and till the shadowes be gone:
17Come agayne O my beloued, and be lyke as a roe or a young hart vpon the wyde mountaines.
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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?
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1Whyther is thy loue gone then O thou fairest among women? whyther is thy loue departed, and we wyll seke hym with thee?
- Song 5:4-63 verses73%
4My loue put in his hande at the hole, and my heart was moued within me.
5I stoode vp to open vnto my beloued, and my handes dropped with Myrre, & the Myrre ranne downe my fingers vpon the locke.
6I opened vnto my beloued, but he was departed and gone his way: Now whe he spake, my heart was gone: I sought him, but I coulde not finde him: I cryed vpon hym, neuerthelesse he gaue me no aunswere.
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3My loue is myne, and I am his, which feedeth among the lilies.
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14O get thee away my loue, and be as a roe or a young hart vpon the sweete smellyng mountaynes.
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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.
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1By night in my bed I sought hym whom my soule loueth: yea diligently sought I him, but I found him not.
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8Our sister is but young and hath no brestes: what shall we do for our sister when she shalbe spoken for?
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12A garden well locked is my sister, my spouse: a garden well locked, and a sealed well.