Song of Songs 7:8

King James Version 1611 (Original)

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;

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 1:3 : 3 Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
  • Song 2:3 : 3 As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.
  • Song 2:5 : 5 Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
  • Song 4:16-5:1 : 16 Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits. 1 I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
  • Jer 32:41 : 41 Yea, I will rejoice over them to do them good, and I will plant them in this land assuredly with my whole heart and with my whole soul.
  • John 14:21-23 : 21 He that hath my commandments, and keepeth them, he it is that loveth me: and he that loveth me shall be loved of my Father, and I will love him, and will manifest myself to him. 22 Judas saith unto him, not Iscariot, Lord, how is it that thou wilt manifest thyself unto us, and not unto the world? 23 Jesus answered and said unto him, If a man love me, he will keep my words: and my Father will love him, and we will come unto him, and make our abode with him.
  • 2 Cor 2:14 : 14 Now thanks be unto God, which always causeth us to triumph in Christ, and maketh manifest the savour of his knowledge by us in every place.

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  • Song 7:2-7
    6 verses
    89%

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

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

    4Thy 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.

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

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

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

  • Song 7:9-13
    5 verses
    80%

    9And 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.

    10I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

    11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

    12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.

    13The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

  • Song 4:5-6
    2 verses
    78%

    5Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

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

  • Song 2:13-14
    2 verses
    77%

    13The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

    14O 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.

  • Song 8:1-5
    5 verses
    76%

    1O 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.

    2I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate.

    3His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.

    4I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please.

    5Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee.

  • 3As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was sweet to my taste.

  • 11I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.

  • Song 1:13-14
    2 verses
    75%

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

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

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

  • Song 2:5-6
    2 verses
    73%

    5Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.

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

  • Hos 14:6-7
    2 verses
    73%

    6His branches shall spread, and his beauty shall be as the olive tree, and his smell as Lebanon.

    7They that dwell under his shadow shall return; they shall revive as the corn, and grow as the vine: the scent thereof shall be as the wine of Lebanon.

  • Song 5:1-2
    2 verses
    73%

    1I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.

    2I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

  • 17I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

  • Song 4:8-11
    4 verses
    72%

    8Come 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.

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

    10How 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!

    11Thy 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.

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

  • Song 4:15-16
    2 verses
    72%

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

    16Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, that the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.

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

  • 1Now will I sing to my wellbeloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My wellbeloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill:

  • 2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine.

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

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

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

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

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

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

  • 4Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.

  • 11But the fig tree said unto them, Should I forsake my sweetness, and my good fruit, and go to be promoted over the trees?