Proverbs 7:15
Therfore came I forth to mete the, that I might seke thy face, and so I haue founde the.
Therfore came I forth to mete the, that I might seke thy face, and so I haue founde the.
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13she caught ye yoge ma, kyssed him & was not ashamed, sayege:
14I had a vowe to paye, & this daye I perfourme it.
16I haue deckte my bed with coueringes & clothes of Egipte.
17My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes and Cynamom.
1By night in my bedd, I sought him, whom my soule loueth: yee diligently sought I him, but I founde him not.
2I wil get vp (thought I) and go aboute the cite: vpon the market and in all ye stretes will I seke him whom my soule loueth, but whan I sought him, I founde him not.
3The watchmen that go aboute ye cite, founde me. Sawe ye not him, whom my soule loueth?
4So whan I was a litle past them, I foude him whom my soule loueth. I haue gotten holde vpon him, and wyl not let him go, vntill I brynge him into my mothers house, and in to hir chambre that bare me.
8Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.
17I am louynge vnto those that loue me, and they that seke me early, shal fynde me.
7Lede me (o LORDE) in thy rightuousnesse, because of myne enemyes, ad make thy waye playne before me.
10There wil I turne me vnto my loue, and he shal turne him vnto me.
11O come on my loue, let vs go forth in to the felde, and take oure lodginge in the vyllages.
12In the mornynge wil we ryse by tymes, and go se the vynyarde: yf it be spronge forth, yf the grapes be growne, & yf the pomgranates be shott out. There wil I geue the my brestes:
35For who so fyndeth me, fyndeth life, and shal optayne fauoure of the LORDE.
6Neuerthelesse wha I had opened vnto my beloued, he was departed, and gone his waye. Now like as afore tyme whan he spake, my hert coude no longer refrayne: Euen so now I sought hi, but I coude not fynde him: I cried vpon him, neuerthelesse he gaue me no answere.
7So the watchmen that wente aboute the cite, foude me, smote me, and wounded me: Yee they that kepte the walles, toke awaye my garmet fro me.
3O that I might se him & fynde him: O that I might come before his seate,
5Vntill I fynde out a place for the LORDE, an habitacio for the mightie one of Iacob.
6Lo, we herde of the same at Ephrata, & foude it in ye wod.
1Whither is thy loue gone the (o thou fayrest amonge weme) whither is thy loue departed, that we maye seke him with the?
10With my whole herte do I seke ye, O let me not go wronge out of thy comaundemetes.
15Then a certayne man founde him, wandringe out of his waye in the felde, which axed him, and sayde: Whom sekest thou?
27Beholde (sayeth ye preacher) this haue I diligently searched out & proued, yt I might come by knowlege: which as yet I seke, and fynde it not.
28Amonge a thousande men I haue founde one, but not one woman amonge all.
7when I wente thorow the cite vnto the gate, & whe they set me a chayre in ye strete:
16Where as I neuertheles ledinge the flock in thy wayes, haue compelled none by violence. For I neuer desyred eny mas deeth, this knowest thou well. My wordes also were right before the.
15They haue children at their desyre, and leaue the reste of their substauce for their babes. But as for me, I will beholde thy presence in rightuousnes: and when thy glory appeareth, I shal be satisfied.
8goinge ouer the stretes, by the corner in the waye towarde the harlottes house
7Tell me (o thou whom my soule loueth) where thou fedest, where thou restest at the noone daye: lest I go wronge, and come vnto the flockes of thy companyons,
10And beholde, there mett him a woma in an harlottes apparell
6O that I might go to the mountayne of Myrre, and to the hyll of frankynsense: till the daye breake, and till the shadowes be past awaye.
6Who is this, that commeth out of ye wyldernesse like pilers of smoke, as it were a smell of Myrre, frankencense and all maner spyces of the Apotecary?
2My soule thursteth for the, my flesh longeth after the in a bare & drie lode, where no water is.
1O that I might fynde the without & kysse ye, whom I loue as my brother which suckte my mothers brestes: & that thou woldest not be offended,
13Ye shal seke me, & fynde me: Yee, yf so be that ye seke me with youre whole herte,
25I applied my mynde also vnto knowlege, and to seke out sciece, wisdome and vnderstondinge: to knowe the foolishnesse of the vngodly, and the erroure of dotinge fooles.
2As I was a slepe, & my hert wakynge, I herde the voyce of my beloued, wha he knocked. Open to me (sayde he) o my sister, my loue, my doue, my derlinge: for my heade is full of dew, and ye lockes of my hayre are full of the night droppes.
3I haue put off my cote, how ca I do it on agayne? I haue washed my fete, how shal I fyle them agayne?
10My beloued answered & sayde vnto me: O stode vp my loue, my doue, my beutyfull, & come:
3Thou hast proued & visited myne herte in the night season: thou hast tried me in the fyre, & hast founde no wickednes in me: for I vtterly purposed, that my mouth shulde not offende.
1O Lorde, thou searchest me out, and knowest me. Thou knowest my downe syttinge & my vprisynge, thou vnderstodest my thoughtes a farre of.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
16When I had founde thy wordes, I at them vp gredely: they haue made my hert ioyfull & glad. For I call vpon thy name, o LORDE God off hoostes.
6For out of the wyndowe of my house I loked thorow the trelies,
4One thinge haue I desyred of the LORDE, which I wil requyre: namely, that I maye dwell in the house of the LORDE all the dayes of my life, to beholde the fayre beutie of the LORDE, and to vyset his temple.
6For vnto the I crie, heare me o God: enclyne thine eares to me, and herke vnto my wordes.
6O how fayre and louely art thou (my derlynge) in pleasures?
3For thy louynge kyndnesse is before myne eyes, and I walke in thy trueth.
15Thus am I come also to speake this to my lorde the kynge in the presence of the people, for thy handmayden thoughte: I wyll speake to the kynge, peraduenture he shall do that his handmayden sayeth,