Song of Songs 3:1

Coverdale Bible (1535)

By night in my bedd, I sought him, whom my soule loueth: yee diligently sought I him, but I founde him not.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 5:6 : 6 Neuerthelesse 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.
  • Song 1:7 : 7 Tell 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,
  • Isa 26:9 : 9 My soule lusteth after the all the night loge, & my mynde haisteth frely to the. For as soone as thy iudgment is knowne to the worlde, the the inhabitours of the earth lerne rightuousnesse.
  • Isa 55:6 : 6 Seke the LORDE while he maye be founde, call vpo him while he is nye.
  • Luke 13:24 : 24 Stryue ye to entre in at the strayte gate, for many (I saye vnto you) shal seke to come in, and shal not be able.
  • John 21:17 : 17 He saide vnto him ye thirde tyme: Symon Iohana, louest thou me? Peter was sory, because he sayde vnto him, louest thou me? And he sayde vnto him: LORDE, thou knowest all thinges, thou knowest, that I loue ye. Iesus sayde vnto him: Fede my shepe.
  • 1 Pet 1:8 : 8 whom ye haue not sene, and yet loue him: in whom now ye beleue, though ye se him not. Euen so shal ye reioyce also with vnoutspeakable and glorious ioye,
  • Job 23:8-9 : 8 For though I go before, I fynde him not: yf I come behynde, I ca get no knowlege of him: 9 Yf I go on the left syde to pondre his workes, I can not atteyne vnto them: Agayne, yf I go on the right syde, he hydeth himself, yt I can not se him.
  • Ps 4:4 : 4 Be angrie, but synne not: como wt youre owne hertes vpo yor beddes, & remebre yor selues.
  • Ps 6:6 : 6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.
  • Ps 22:2 : 2 O my God, I crie in the daye tyme, but thou hearest not: and in the night season also I take no rest.
  • Ps 63:6-8 : 6 My soule is satisfied eue as it were with marry & fatnesse, when my mouth prayseth the with ioyfull lippes. 7 In my bedde wil I remembre ye, & whe I wake, my talkynge shalbe of the. 8 For thou hast bene my helper, & vnder the shadowe of yi wynges wil I reioyse.
  • Ps 77:2-4 : 2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte. 3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake. 4 Sela. Thou heldest myne eyes wakynge, I was so feble, that I coude not speake,
  • Ps 130:1-2 : 1 Ovt of the depe call I vnto the (o LORDE) LORDE heare my voyce. 2 Oh let thine eares considre well the voyce of my complaynte.
  • Song 5:8 : 8 I charge you therfore (o ye doughters of Ierusalem) yf ye fynde my beloued, that ye tell him, how that I am sick for loue.

Similar Verses (AI)

These verses are found using AI-powered semantic similarity based on meaning and context. Results may occasionally include unexpected connections.

  • Song 3:2-6
    5 verses
    92%

    2 I 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.

    3 The watchmen that go aboute ye cite, founde me. Sawe ye not him, whom my soule loueth?

    4 So 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.

    5 I charge you (o ye doughters of Ierusale) by the Roes and hyndes of the felde, that ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, till she be content herself.

    6 Who 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?

  • Song 5:6-9
    4 verses
    83%

    6 Neuerthelesse 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.

    7 So 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.

    8 I charge you therfore (o ye doughters of Ierusalem) yf ye fynde my beloued, that ye tell him, how that I am sick for loue.

    9 Who is thy loue aboue other louers, O thou fayrest amonge wemen? Or, what can thy loue do, more then other louers, that thou chargest vs so straitly?

  • Song 6:1-3
    3 verses
    77%

    1 Whither is thy loue gone the (o thou fayrest amonge weme) whither is thy loue departed, that we maye seke him with the?

    2 My loue is gone downe in to his garden, vnto ye swete smellinge beddes, that he maye refresh himself in the garden, and gather floures.

    3 My loue is myne, and I am his, which fedeth amonge the lilies.

  • Prov 7:15
    76%

    15 Therfore came I forth to mete the, that I might seke thy face, and so I haue founde the.

  • Song 5:2-3
    2 verses
    76%

    2 As 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.

    3 I haue put off my cote, how ca I do it on agayne? I haue washed my fete, how shal I fyle them agayne?

  • Song 1:7
    75%

    7 Tell 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,

  • Ps 77:2
    74%

    2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte.

  • Song 1:13-14
    2 verses
    73%

    13 for a bodell of Myrre (o my beloued) lyeth betwixte my brestes.

    14 A cluster of grapes of Cypers, or of the vynyardes of Engaddi, art thou vnto me, O my beloued.

  • Ps 63:6
    73%

    6 My soule is satisfied eue as it were with marry & fatnesse, when my mouth prayseth the with ioyfull lippes.

  • Song 7:10-12
    3 verses
    73%

    10 There wil I turne me vnto my loue, and he shal turne him vnto me.

    11 O come on my loue, let vs go forth in to the felde, and take oure lodginge in the vyllages.

    12 In 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:

  • Song 2:9-10
    2 verses
    73%

    9 My beloued is like a Roo or a yonge hart. Beholde, he stondeth behynde or wall, he loketh in at the wyndowe, & pepeth thorow the grate.

    10 My beloued answered & sayde vnto me: O stode vp my loue, my doue, my beutyfull, & come:

  • Isa 26:9
    72%

    9 My soule lusteth after the all the night loge, & my mynde haisteth frely to the. For as soone as thy iudgment is knowne to the worlde, the the inhabitours of the earth lerne rightuousnesse.

  • Eccl 7:28
    72%

    28 Amonge a thousande men I haue founde one, but not one woman amonge all.

  • Song 4:6
    72%

    6 O 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.

  • Ps 132:3-4
    2 verses
    72%

    3 I wil not come within the tabernacle of my house, ner clymme vp i to my bedde.

    4 I wil not suffre myne eyes to slepe, ner myne eye lyddes to slober.

  • Song 8:3-4
    2 verses
    72%

    3 His left hande lyeth vnder my heade, & his right hande embraceth me.

    4 I charge you (o ye daughters of Ierusale) that ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, tyll she be content herself.

  • Ps 63:1
    71%

    1 O God, thou art my God: early wil I seke the.

  • Song 2:6
    71%

    6 His left hade lyeth vnder my heade, & his right hande enbraceth me.

  • Ps 77:6
    71%

    6 I called to remembraunce my songe in the night, I commoned with myne owne herte, and sought out my sprete.

  • Prov 7:17-18
    2 verses
    71%

    17 My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes and Cynamom.

    18 Come, let vs lye together, & take oure pleasure till it be daye light.

  • Ps 6:6
    71%

    6 I am weery of gronynge: Euery night wasshe I my bedde, & water my couche with my teares.

  • Song 8:1
    70%

    1 O 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,

  • Song 2:17
    70%

    17 vntill the daye breake, and till the shadowes be gone. Come agayne preuely (o my beloued) like as a Roo or a yonge harte vnto the mountaynes.

  • Prov 7:8-9
    2 verses
    70%

    8 goinge ouer the stretes, by the corner in the waye towarde the harlottes house

    9 in the twylight of of the euenynge, when it begane now to be night and darcke.

  • Jer 31:26
    70%

    26 When I herde this, I came agayne to myself, and mused, like as I had bene waked out of a swete slepe.

  • Prov 8:17
    70%

    17 I am louynge vnto those that loue me, and they that seke me early, shal fynde me.

  • Job 23:3
    70%

    3 O that I might se him & fynde him: O that I might come before his seate,

  • Ps 27:8
    70%

    8 Herke vnto my voyce (O LORDE) when I crie vnto the: haue mercy vpon me & heare me.

  • Song 1:4
    69%

    4 yee that same moueth me also to renne after the. The kynge hath brought me into his preuy chambre. We wil be glad & reioyce in the, we thynke more of thy brestes then of wyne: well is them that loue the.

  • Song 2:4
    69%

    4 He bryngeth me in to his wyne seller, and loueth me specially well.

  • Ps 119:10
    69%

    10 With my whole herte do I seke ye, O let me not go wronge out of thy comaundemetes.

  • Job 30:17
    69%

    17 My bones are pearsed thorow in ye night season, & my synewes take no rest.