Song of Songs 8:2

Coverdale Bible (1535)

yf I toke the and brought the in to my mothers house: that thou mightest teach me, and that I might geue the drynke of spyced wyne and of the swete sappe of my pomgranates.

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  • Song 3:4 : 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.
  • Song 4:10-5:1 : 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. 12 Thou art a well kepte garden (o my sister, my spouse) thou art a well kepte water sprynge, a sealed well. 13 The frutes that sproute in the, are like a very paradyse of pogranates wt swete frutes: 14 as Cypresse, Nardus, Saffron, Calmus, and all the trees of Libanus: Myrre, Aloes, and all the best spyces. 15 Thou art a well of gardens, a well of lyuynge waters, which renne downe from Libanus. 16 Vp 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. 1 Come 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.
  • Song 7:12 : 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:
  • Gal 4:26 : 26 But Ierusalem that is aboue, is the fre woman, which is the mother of vs all.
  • Prov 9:2 : 2 she hath slaughted, poured out hir wyne, and prepared hir table.
  • John 5:46-47 : 46 Yf ye beleued Moses, ye shulde beleue me also: For he hath wrytte of me. 47 But yf ye beleue not his wrytinges, how shal ye beleue my wordes?
  • Song 7:9 : 9 and thy throte like the best wyne. This shalbe pure & cleare for my loue, his lippes and teth shal haue their pleasure.
  • 1 Pet 1:10-12 : 10 Of which saluacion the prophetes haue enquyred and searched, which prophecied off the grace that shulde come vpon you: 11 searchinge whan or at what tyme the sprete off Christ that was in them, shulde signifye, which (sprete) testified before the passions that shulde come vnto Christ, and the glory that shulde folowe after. 12 Vnto the which (prophetes) it was declared, that not vnto them selues, but vnto vs they shulde mynister the thinges which are now shewed vnto you, by them which thorow ye holy goost sent downe from heauen, haue preached vnto you the thinges which the angels delyte to beholde.
  • Rev 19:10 : 10 And I fell at his fete, to worshippe him. And he sayde vnto me: Se thou do it not. For I am thy felowe seruaunt, and one of thy brethren, and of them that haue the testimony of Iesus. Worshippe God. For the testimony of Iesus is ye sprete of prophesy.
  • Luke 16:29-31 : 29 Abraham sayde vnto him: They haue Moses and the prophetes, let them heare them. 30 But he sayde: Nay father Abraham, but yf one wente vnto them fro the deed, they wolde do pennaunce. 31 Neuertheles he sayde vnto him: Yf they heare not Moses & the prophetes, then shal they not beleue also, though one rose agayne fro the deed.
  • John 5:39 : 39 Searche the scripture, for ye thinke ye haue euerlastinge life therin: and the same is it that testifyeth of me,
  • 2 Tim 3:15 : 15 And for so moch as thou hast knowne holy scripture of a childe, the same is able to make ye wyse vnto saluacion thorow the faith in Christ Iesu.

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