Song of Songs 4:5

Geneva Bible (1560)

Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes, feeding among the lilies.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 2:16 : 16 My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,
  • Song 6:3 : 3 I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies.
  • Song 7:3 : 3 Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes.
  • Prov 5:19 : 19 Let her be as the louing hinde and pleasant roe: let her brests satisfie thee at all times, and delite in her loue continually.
  • Song 8:10 : 10 I am a wall, and my breasts are as towres: then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.
  • Isa 66:10-12 : 10 Reioyce ye with Ierusalem, and be gladde with her, all ye that loue her: reioyce for ioy with her, all ye that mourne for her, 11 That ye may sucke and be satisfied with the brestes of her consolation: that ye may milke out and be delited with ye brightnes of her glorie. 12 For thus saith the Lord, Beholde, I will extend peace ouer her like a flood, and the glorie of the Gentiles like a flowing streame: then shall ye sucke, ye shall be borne vpon her sides, and be ioyfull vpon her knees.
  • 1 Pet 2:2 : 2 As newe borne babes desire that sincere milke of the woorde, that yee may growe thereby,
  • Song 1:13 : 13 My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
  • Song 7:7 : 7 This thy stature is like a palme tree, and thy brestes like clusters.
  • Song 8:1 : 1 Oh that thou werest as my brother that sucked the brestes of my mother: I would finde thee without, I would kisse thee, then they should not despise thee.

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  • Song 7:2-9
    8 verses
    94%

    2 Thy nauel is as a round cuppe that wanteth not licour: thy belly is as an heape of wheat compassed about with lilies.

    3 Thy two breastes are as two young roes that are twinnes.

    4 Thy necke is like a towre of yuorie: thine eyes are like the fishe pooles in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the towre of Lebanon, that looketh toward Damascus.

    5 Thine head vpon thee is as skarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the King is tyed in the rafters.

    6 Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures!

    7 This thy stature is like a palme tree, and thy brestes like clusters.

    8 I saide, I will goe vp into the palme tree, I will take holde of her boughes: thy breastes shall nowe be like the clusters of the vine: and the sauour of thy nose like apples,

    9 And the roufe of thy mouth like good wine, which goeth straight to my welbeloued, and causeth the lippes of the ancient to speake.

  • Song 4:6-13
    8 verses
    83%

    6 Vntill the day breake, and the shadowes flie away, I wil go into the mountaine of myrrhe and to the mountaine of incense.

    7 Thou art all faire, my loue, and there is no spot in thee.

    8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, euen with me from Lebanon, and looke from the toppe of Amanah, from the toppe of Shenir and Hermon, from the dennes of the lyons, and from the mountaines of the leopards.

    9 My sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded mine heart: thou hast wounded mine heart with one of thine eyes, and with a chaine of thy necke.

    10 My sister, my spouse, how faire is thy loue? howe much better is thy loue then wine? and the sauour of thine oyntments then all spices?

    11 Thy lippes, my spouse, droppe as honie combes: honie and milke are vnder thy tongue, and the sauoure of thy garments is as the sauoure of Lebanon.

    12 My sister my spouse is as a garden inclosed, as a spring shut vp, and a fountaine sealed vp.

    13 Thy plantes are as an orchard of pomegranates with sweete fruites, as camphire, spikenarde,

  • Song 4:1-4
    4 verses
    83%

    1 Beholde, thou art faire, my loue: behold, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues: among thy lockes thine heare is like the flocke of goates, which looke downe from the mountaine of Gilead.

    2 Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe in good order, which go vp from the washing: which euery one bring out twinnes, and none is barren among them.

    3 Thy lippes are like a threede of scarlet, and thy talke is comely: thy temples are within thy lockes as a piece of a pomegranate.

    4 Thy necke is as the tower of Dauid builte for defence: a thousand shieldes hang therein, and all the targates of the strong men.

  • 19 Let her be as the louing hinde and pleasant roe: let her brests satisfie thee at all times, and delite in her loue continually.

  • 14 O my welbeloued, flee away, and be like vnto the roe, or to the yong harte vpon ye mountaines of spices.

  • Song 5:12-13
    2 verses
    76%

    12 His eyes are like doues vpon the riuers of waters, which are washt with milke, and remaine by the full vessels.

    13 His cheekes are as a bedde of spices, and as sweete flowres, and his lippes like lilies dropping downe pure myrrhe.

  • Song 1:7-10
    4 verses
    76%

    7 Shewe me, O thou, whome my soule loueth, where thou feedest, where thou liest at noone: for why should I be as she that turneth aside to the flockes of thy companions?

    8 If thou knowe not, O thou the fairest among women, get thee foorth by the steps of the flocke, and feede thy kiddes by the tents of the shepheards.

    9 I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.

    10 Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.

  • Song 2:16-17
    2 verses
    76%

    16 My welbeloued is mine, and I am his: hee feedeth among the lilies,

    17 Vntil the day breake, and the shadowes flee away: returne, my welbeloued, and be like a roe, or a yong hart vpon the mountaines of Bether.

  • Song 1:13-15
    3 verses
    76%

    13 My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.

    14 My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.

    15 My loue, beholde, thou art faire: beholde, thou art faire: thine eyes are like the doues.

  • Song 2:6-10
    5 verses
    76%

    6 His left hande is vnder mine head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.

    7 I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue, vntill she please.

    8 It is the voyce of my welbeloued: beholde, hee commeth leaping by the mountaines, and skipping by the hilles.

    9 My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.

    10 My welbeloued spake and said vnto me, Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come thy way.

  • Song 6:2-7
    6 verses
    75%

    2 My welbeloued is gone downe into his garden to the beds of spices, to feede in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

    3 I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies.

    4 Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners.

    5 Turne away thine eyes from me: for they ouercome mee: thine heare is like a flocke of goates, which looke downe from Gilead.

    6 Thy teeth are like a flocke of sheepe, which goe vp from the washing, which euery one bring out twinnes, and none is barren among them.

    7 Thy temples are within thy lockes as a piece of a pomegranate.

  • Song 2:1-2
    2 verses
    75%

    1 I am the rose of the fielde, and the lilie of the valleys.

    2 Like a lilie amog the thornes, so is my loue among the daughters.

  • 10 I am a wall, and my breasts are as towres: then was I in his eyes as one that findeth peace.

  • 5 I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue vntill she please.

  • 15 O fountaine of the gardens, O well of liuing waters, and the springs of Lebanon.

  • 14 My doue, that art in the holes of ye rocke, in the secret places of the staires, shewe mee thy sight, let mee heare thy voyce: for thy voyce is sweete, and thy sight comely.