Song of Songs 6:4

Coverdale Bible (1535)

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

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  • Song 6:10 : 10 What is she this, that pepeth out as the mornynge? fayre as the Moone, excellent as the Sonne, glorious as an armye of men with their banners?
  • Ps 48:2 : 2 The hill of Sion is like a fayre plate, wherof all the londe reioyseth: vpon the north syde lyeth the cite of the greate kinge.
  • 1 Kgs 14:17 : 17 And Ieroboams wife gat her vp, wente hir waye, & came vnto Thirza. And whan she came vpo the thresholde of the house, ye childe dyed,
  • Song 2:14 : 14 (my doue) out of the caues of the rockes, out of the holes of the wall: O let me se thy countenaunce and heare thy voyce, for swete is thy voyce and fayre is thy face.
  • Song 4:7 : 7 Thou art all fayre (o my loue) & no spott is there in the.
  • Ps 50:2 : 2 Out of Sion apeareth the glorious beutie of God.
  • Lam 2:15 : 15 All they that go by the, clappe their hondes at the: hissinge and wagginge their heades vpon the doughter Ierusalem, and saye: is this the cite that men call so fayre, wherin the whole londe reioyseth?
  • Rev 21:2 : 2 And I Ihon sawe that holy cite newe Ierusalem come downe from God out of heauen, prepared as a bryde garnisshed for hyr hussband.
  • Num 24:5-9 : 5 How goodly are thy tetes O Iacob, and thy habitacions O Israel? 6 Euen as the brode valleys, as the gardens by the waters syde, as ye tentes which the LORDE hath plated, & as the Ceder trees vpon ye water. 7 The water shal flowe out of his boket, and his sede shalbe a greate water. His kynge shalbe hyer then Agag, & his kyngdome shalbe exalted. 8 God hath broughte hi out of Egipte, his strength is as of an vnicorne. He shal eate vp the Heithen his enemies, and grynde their bones to poulder, and shute thorow them with his arowes. 9 He hath layed him downe as a Lyon and as a Lyonesse. Who wyll rayse him vp? Blessed be he, yt blesseth the: and cursed, that curseth the.
  • Ezek 16:13-14 : 13 Thus wast thou deckte with syluer & golde, & thy rayment was of fyne white sylke, of nedle worke & of dyuerse colours. Thou didest eate nothinge but symnels, honny & oyle: maruelous goodly wast thou & beutifull, yee euen a very Quene wast thou: 14 In so moch, that thy beuty was spoken of amonge the Heithen, for thou wast excellet in my beuty, which I put vpo the, saieth the LORDE God.
  • Zech 12:3 : 3 At the same tyme will I make Ierusalem an heuy stone for all people, so that all soch as lift it vp, shalbe toarne and rete, and all the people of the earth shalbe gathered together agaynst it.
  • 2 Cor 10:4 : 4 For the wapens of oure warre are not fleshly, but mightie before God to cast downe stroge holdes,
  • Eph 5:27 : 27 to make it vnto himselfe a glorious congregacion, hauynge no spot ner wrynkle, ner eny soch thinge, but that it shulde be holy and without blame.
  • Rev 19:14-16 : 14 And ye warriers which were in heauen, folowed him vpon whyte horsses, clothed with whyte and pure sylke 15 and out of his mouthe wente a sharppe swerde, that with it he shulde smyte the Heithen: And he shall rule them with a rodde of yron, and he trode the wynefatte of the fearcenesse and wrath of allmightye God. 16 And hath on his vesture and on his thyghe a name wrytten: Kynge of all kinges, and LORDE of all lordes.
  • Ps 144:4-8 : 4 Man is like a thinge of naught, his tyme passeth awaye like a shadowe. 5 Bowe thy heaues (o LORDE) & come downe, touch the mountaynes, yt they maye smoke withall. 6 Sende forth the lightenynge & scater the, shute out thine arowes and consume them. 7 Sende downe thine hande from aboue, delyuer me and take me out of ye greate waters, from the hande of straunge childre. 8 Whose mouth talketh of vanite, & their right hade is a righthande of falsede.
  • Song 1:5 : 5 I am black (o ye doughters of Ierusale) like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Salomon:
  • Song 1:15 : 15 O how fayre art thou (my loue) how fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes.
  • Song 5:2 : 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.
  • 1 Kgs 15:21 : 21 Wha Baesa herde that, he left of from buyldinge Rama, and wente agayne vnto Thirza.
  • 1 Kgs 15:33 : 33 In the thirde yeare of Asa kynge of Iuda was Baesa ye sonne of Ahia kynge ouer all Israel at Thirza foure and twentye yeare,

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  • Song 6:10
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    10 What is she this, that pepeth out as the mornynge? fayre as the Moone, excellent as the Sonne, glorious as an armye of men with their banners?

  • Song 7:4-7
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    4 Thy neck is as it were a tower of yuery: Thyne eyes are like ye water poles in Hesebon, besyde the porte of Bathrabbim: Thy nose is like the tower of Libanus, which loketh towarde Damascus:

    5 That heade that stondeth vpon the is like Carmel: The hayre of thy heade is like the kynges purple folden vp in plates.

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

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

  • Song 4:1
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    1 O how fayre art thou (my loue) how fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes besyde that which lyeth hid within.

  • Song 1:14-16
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    14 A cluster of grapes of Cypers, or of the vynyardes of Engaddi, art thou vnto me, O my beloued.

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

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

  • Song 4:3-11
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    3 Thy lippes are like a rose coloured rybende, thy wordes are louely: thy chekes are like a pece of a pomgranate, besydes that which lyed hyd within.

    4 Thy neck is like the tower of Dauid buylded with bulworkes, wher vpon there hage a thousande sheldes, yee all the weapes of the giautes.

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

    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.

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

    8 Come 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.

    9 Thou 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.

    10 O 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.

    11 Thy 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.

  • Song 6:5
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    5 (Turne awaye thine eyes fro me, for they make me to proude) Thy hayrie lockes are like a flocke of goates vpon ye mount of Galaad.

  • Song 1:7-10
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    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,

    8 Yf thou knowe not yi self (o thou fayrest amoge women) tha go yi waye forth after ye fotesteppes of the shepe, as though thou woldest fede yi goates besyde ye shepherdes tentes.

    9 There wil I tary for the (my loue) wt myne hoost & with my charettes, which shalbe no fewer then Pharaos.

    10 Then shal thy chekes & thy neck be made fayre, & hanged wt spages & goodly iewels:

  • Song 6:1-3
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    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.

  • Song 2:7-10
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    7 I charge you (o ye doughters of Ierusalem (by the Roes & hyndes of the felde, yt ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, till she be content herself.

    8 Me thynke I heare the voyce of my beloued: lo, there commeth he hoppinge vpon ye mountaynes, and leapinge ouer the litle hilles.

    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:

  • Song 5:8-10
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    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?

    10 As for my loue, he is whyte and reade coloured, a synguler personne amonge many thousandes:

  • Jer 6:2
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    2 I will licken the doughter Sion to a fayre and tendre woman, and to her shall come the shepherdes with their flockes.

  • Song 1:4-5
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    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.

    5 I am black (o ye doughters of Ierusale) like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Salomon:

  • Song 7:10
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    10 There wil I turne me vnto my loue, and he shal turne him vnto me.

  • Song 8:14
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    14 O get the awaye (my loue) as a roo or a yonge hert vnto the swete smellinge moutaynes.

  • Song 6:13
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    13 Turne againe, turne againe (O thou Sulamite) turne agayne, turne agayne, that we maye loke vpon the. What pleasure haue ye more in ye Sulamite, than when she daunseth amonge the men of warre?

  • Song 5:16
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    16 His throte is swete, yee he is alltogether louely. Soch one is my loue (o ye doughters of Ierusalem) soch one is my loue.

  • Song 8:4
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    4 I charge you (o ye daughters of Ierusale) that ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, tyll she be content herself.

  • Song 3:5-6
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    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 2:4
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    4 He bryngeth me in to his wyne seller, and loueth me specially well.

  • Song 4:15
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    15 Thou art a well of gardens, a well of lyuynge waters, which renne downe from Libanus.

  • Song 2:16-17
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    16 My loue is myne, and I am his, (which fedeth amoge the lylies)

    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.

  • Song 8:6
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    6 O set me as a seale vpo thine hert, and as a seale vpon thine arme: for loue is mightie as the death, & gelousy as the hell. Hir coales are of fyre, and a very flamme of the LORDE:

  • Song 2:14
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    14 (my doue) out of the caues of the rockes, out of the holes of the wall: O let me se thy countenaunce and heare thy voyce, for swete is thy voyce and fayre is thy face.

  • Song 7:1
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    1 O how pleasaunt are thy treadinges with thy shues, thou prynces daughter? Thy thees are like a fayre iewell, which is wrought by a connynge workmaster: