Song of Songs 4:15

Coverdale Bible (1535)

Thou art a well of gardens, a well of lyuynge waters, which renne downe from Libanus.

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Referenced Verses

  • John 4:10 : 10 Iesus answered, and sayde vnto her: Yf thou knewest the gift of God, and who it is that sayeth vnto the, geue me drynke, thou woldest axe of him, and he wolde geue the, the water of life.
  • Jer 2:13 : 13 For my people hath done two euels. They haue forsake me the well of the water of life, and digged them pittes, yee vile and broken pittes, that holde no water.
  • John 7:38 : 38 He that beleueth on me, as the scripture sayeth, out of his body shal flowe ryuers of the water of life.
  • Rev 22:1 : 1 And he shewed me a pure ryuer of water of life clere as cristall: proceadinge out of the seate of God and of ye lambe
  • Jer 17:13 : 13 Thou art the comforte off Israel. All they that forsake the, shalbe confounded: all they that departe from the, shalbe written in earth, for they haue forsaken the LORDE, the very condite of the waters of life.
  • Jer 18:13-14 : 13 Therfore thus saieth the LORDE: Axe amonge the Heithen, yf eny man hath herde soch horrible thinges, as the doughter of Sion hath done. 14 Shal not ye snowe (yt melteth vpon the stony rockes of Libanus) moysture the feldes? Or maye the springes off waters be so grauen awaye, that they runne nomore, geue moystnesse, ner make frutefull?
  • John 4:14 : 14 But whosoeuer shal drynke of the water that I shal geue him, shal neuer be more a thyrst: but the water that I shal geue him, shalbe in him a well of water, which spryngeth vp in to euerlastinge life.
  • Ps 36:8-9 : 8 They shalbe satisfied with the pleteousnesse of thy house, and thou shalt geue them drynke of the ryuer of thy pleasures. 9 For by the is ye well of life, & in thy light, shall we se light.
  • Ps 46:4 : 4 Sela. For there is a floude, which wt his ryuers reioyseth ye cite of God, the holy dwellynge of the most hyest.
  • Eccl 2:6 : 6 I made poles of water, to water ye grene and frutefull trees withall.
  • Song 4:12 : 12 Thou art a well kepte garden (o my sister, my spouse) thou art a well kepte water sprynge, a sealed well.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 4:16
    86%

    16Vp thou northwynde, come thou southwynde, and blowe vpo my garde, that the smell therof maye be caried on euery syde: Yee that my beloued maye come in to my garden, & eate of the frutes and apples that growe therin.

  • Song 4:5-14
    10 verses
    83%

    5Thy two brestes are like two twyns of yonge roes, which fede amoge the lilies.

    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.

    7Thou art all fayre (o my loue) & no spott is there in the.

    8Come to me from Libanus (o my spouse) come to me from Libanus: come soone the next waye from the toppe of Amana, from the toppe of Sanir and Hermon, from the Lyons dennes and from the mountaynes of ye leopardes.

    9Thou hast wouded my hert (o my sister, my spouse) thou hast wounded my hert, with one of thine eyes, and with one cheyne of thy neck.

    10O how fayre and louely are thy brestes, my sister, my spouse? Thy brestes are more pleasaunt then wyne, and the smell of thy oyntmentes passeth all spices.

    11Thy lippes (o my spouse) droppe as the hony combe, yee mylck and hony is vnder thy tonge, and the smell of thy garmentes is like the smell of frankynsense.

    12Thou art a well kepte garden (o my sister, my spouse) thou art a well kepte water sprynge, a sealed well.

    13The frutes that sproute in the, are like a very paradyse of pogranates wt swete frutes:

    14as Cypresse, Nardus, Saffron, Calmus, and all the trees of Libanus: Myrre, Aloes, and all the best spyces.

  • Song 1:12-17
    6 verses
    79%

    12When the kynge sytteth at the table, he shal smell my Nardus:

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

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

    15O how fayre art thou (my loue) how fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes.

    16O how fayre art thou (my beloued) how well fauored art thou? Oure bed is decte with floures,

    17ye sylinges of oure house are of Cedre tre, & oure balkes of Cypresse.

  • Song 5:1-2
    2 verses
    79%

    1Come in to my garden o my sister, my spouse: I haue gathered my Myrre wt my spyce. I wil eate my hony and my hony cobe, I wil drynke my wyne & my mylk Eate o (ye frendes) drynke and be mery, o ye beloued.

    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.

  • Song 8:13-14
    2 verses
    77%

    13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, O let me heare thy voyce, that my companyons maye herken to the same.

    14O get the awaye (my loue) as a roo or a yonge hert vnto the swete smellinge moutaynes.

  • Song 6:2-4
    3 verses
    77%

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

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

    4Thou art pleasaunt (o my loue) euen as louelynesse itself, thou art fayre as Ierusalem, glorious as an armye of men with their baners

  • Song 3:6
    76%

    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?

  • Song 2:13
    76%

    13The fyge tre bryngeth forth hir fyges, the vynes beare blossoms, and haue a good smell. O stode vp my loue, my beutyfull, and come

  • Prov 5:15-16
    2 verses
    76%

    15Drinke of the water of thine owne well, and of the ryuers that runne out of thine owne spriges.

    16Let yi welles flowe out a brode, that there maye be ryuers of water in the stretes.

  • Song 7:12-13
    2 verses
    76%

    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:

    13There shal the Mandragoras geue their smell besyde oure dores: There (o my loue) haue I kepte vnto the all maner of frutes, both new and olde.

  • Song 7:6-7
    2 verses
    76%

    6O how fayre and louely art thou (my derlynge) in pleasures?

    7Thy stature is like a date tre, and thy brestes like the grapes. I sayde:

  • Song 2:10
    75%

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

  • Ps 104:16
    75%

    16The trees of the LORDE are full of sappe, euen the trees of Libanus which he hath planted.

  • Song 5:13
    75%

    13His chekes are like a garden bedd, where in the Apotecaryes plate all maner of swete thinges: His lippes droppe as the floures of the most pryncipall Myrre,

  • Hos 14:6
    74%

    6His braunches shulde sprede out abrode, & be as fayre as the olyue tre, & smel as Libanus.

  • Song 1:2-4
    3 verses
    74%

    2O that thy mouth wolde geue me a kysse, for yi brestes are more pleasaunt then wyne,

    3& that because of the good and pleasaunt sauoure. Thy name is a swete smellynge oyntment, therfore do the maydens loue the:

    4yee 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 5:16
    74%

    16His throte is swete, yee he is alltogether louely. Soch one is my loue (o ye doughters of Ierusalem) soch one is my loue.

  • Song 8:5
    74%

    5What is she this, that cometh vp from the wildernes, and leaneth vpon hir loue? I am the same that waked the vp amonge the aple trees, where thy mother beare ye, where yi mother brought the in to the worlde.

  • Song 2:1
    74%

    1I am the floure of the felde, and lylie of the valleys:

  • Song 2:3-4
    2 verses
    74%

    3Like as the aple tre amonge the trees of the wodd, so is my beloued amonge the sonnes. My delite is to sitt vnder his shadowe, for his frute is swete vnto my throte.

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

  • Prov 5:18
    74%

    18Let thy well be blessed, and be glad with the wife of thy youth.

  • Prov 7:17
    73%

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

  • Song 4:1
    73%

    1O how fayre art thou (my loue) how fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes besyde that which lyeth hid within.

  • Song 2:16
    73%

    16My loue is myne, and I am his, (which fedeth amoge the lylies)

  • Song 7:10
    73%

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

  • Isa 5:1
    73%

    1Now well than, I will synge my beloued frende a songe of his vynyearde. My beloued frende hath a vyneyearde in a very frutefull plenteous grounde.