Song of Songs 4:5

King James Version 1611 (Original)

Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 2:16 : 16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
  • Song 6:3 : 3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
  • Song 7:3 : 3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
  • Prov 5:19 : 19 Let her be as the loving hind and pleasant roe; let her breasts satisfy thee at all times; and be thou ravished always with her love.
  • Song 8:10 : 10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.
  • Isa 66:10-12 : 10 Rejoice ye with Jerusalem, and be glad with her, all ye that love her: rejoice for joy with her, all ye that mourn for her: 11 That ye may suck, and be satisfied with the breasts of her consolations; that ye may milk out, and be delighted with the abundance of her glory. 12 For thus saith the LORD, Behold, I will extend peace to her like a river, and the glory of the Gentiles like a flowing stream: then shall ye suck, ye shall be borne upon her sides, and be dandled upon her knees.
  • 1 Pet 2:2 : 2 As newborn babes, desire the sincere milk of the word, that ye may grow thereby:
  • Song 1:13 : 13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
  • Song 7:7 : 7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
  • Song 8:1 : 1 O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 7:2-9
    8 verses
    94%

    2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

    3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

    4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

    5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

    6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

    7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

    8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;

    9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

  • Song 4:6-13
    8 verses
    83%

    6 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

    7 Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

    8 Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, with me from Lebanon: look from the top of Amana, from the top of Shenir and Hermon, from the lions' dens, from the mountains of the leopards.

    9 Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

    10 How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

    11 Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

    12 A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

    13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,

  • Song 4:1-4
    4 verses
    83%

    1 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.

    2 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.

    3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

    4 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

  • 19 Let her be as the loving hind and pleasant roe; let her breasts satisfy thee at all times; and be thou ravished always with her love.

  • 14 Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.

  • Song 5:12-13
    2 verses
    76%

    12 His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.

    13 His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

  • Song 1:7-10
    4 verses
    76%

    7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions?

    8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

    9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

    10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

  • Song 2:16-17
    2 verses
    76%

    16 My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.

    17 Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether.

  • Song 1:13-15
    3 verses
    76%

    13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

    14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

    15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

  • Song 2:6-10
    5 verses
    76%

    6 His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.

    7 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

    8 The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.

    9 My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.

    10 My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

  • Song 6:2-7
    6 verses
    75%

    2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

    3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

    4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

    5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

    6 Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

    7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

  • Song 2:1-2
    2 verses
    75%

    1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

    2 As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.

  • 10 I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

  • 5 I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

  • 15 A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.

  • 14 O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.