Proverbs 5:19

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

A hind of loves, and a roe of grace! Let her loves satisfy thee at all times, In her love magnify thyself continually.

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 2:9 : 9 My beloved `is' like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.
  • Song 4:5 : 5 Thy two breasts `are' as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.
  • Song 7:3 : 3 Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,
  • Song 8:14 : 14 Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
  • Song 2:17 : 17 Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!
  • Prov 5:15 : 15 Drink waters out of thine own cistern, Even flowing ones out of thine own well.
  • 2 Sam 12:4 : 4 And there cometh a traveller to the rich man, And he spareth to take Of his own flock, and of his own herd, To prepare for the traveller Who hath come to him, And he taketh the ewe-lamb of the poor man, And prepareth it for the man Who hath come unto him.'

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Prov 5:17-18
    2 verses
    88%

    17Let them be to thee for thyself, And not to strangers with thee.

    18Let thy fountain be blessed, And rejoice because of the wife of thy youth,

  • 20And why dost thou magnify thyself, My son, with a stranger? And embrace the bosom of a strange woman?

  • Song 4:8-12
    5 verses
    78%

    8Come from Lebanon, come thou in. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Hermon, From the habitations of lions, From the mountains of leopards.

    9Thou hast emboldened me, my sister-spouse, Emboldened me with one of thine eyes, With one chain of thy neck.

    10How wonderful have been thy loves, my sister-spouse, How much better have been thy loves than wine, And the fragrance of thy perfumes than all spices.

    11Thy lips drop honey, O spouse, Honey and milk `are' under thy tongue, And the fragrance of thy garments `Is' as the fragrance of Lebanon.

    12A garden shut up `is' my sister-spouse, A spring shut up -- a fountain sealed.

  • Song 4:5-6
    2 verses
    78%

    5Thy two breasts `are' as two fawns, Twins of a roe, that are feeding among lilies.

    6Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, I will get me unto the mountain of myrrh, And unto the hill of frankincense.

  • 14Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!

  • 5I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

  • 3Thy two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,

  • Song 2:6-7
    2 verses
    76%

    6His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

    7I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes or by the hinds of the field, Stir not up nor wake the love till she please!

  • 17Till the day doth break forth, And the shadows have fled away, Turn, be like, my beloved, To a roe, or to a young one of the harts, On the mountains of separation!

  • 6Forsake her not, and she doth preserve thee, Love her, and she doth keep thee.

  • 18Come, we are filled `with' loves till the morning, We delight ourselves in loves.

  • 25Desire not her beauty in thy heart, And let her not take thee with her eyelids.

  • Song 7:6-7
    2 verses
    74%

    6How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.

    7This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.

  • 1I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Yea, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!

  • Song 8:1-4
    4 verses
    74%

    1Who doth make thee as a brother to me, Sucking the breasts of my mother? I find thee without, I kiss thee, Yea, they do not despise me,

    2I lead thee, I bring thee in unto my mother's house, She doth teach me, I cause thee to drink of the perfumed wine, Of the juice of my pomegranate,

    3His left hand `is' under my head, And his right doth embrace me.

    4I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, How ye stir up, And how ye wake the love till she please!

  • 2Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better `are' thy loves than wine.

  • 8If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!

  • Song 2:9-10
    2 verses
    73%

    9My beloved `is' like to a roe, Or to a young one of the harts. Lo, this -- he is standing behind our wall, Looking from the windows, Blooming from the lattice.

    10My beloved hath answered and said to me, `Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,

  • 4Draw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee!

  • 5To preserve thee from a strange woman, From a stranger who hath made smooth her sayings.

  • 9See life with the wife whom thou hast loved, all the days of the life of thy vanity, that He hath given to thee under the sun, all the days of thy vanity, for it `is' thy portion in life, even of thy labour that thou art labouring at under the sun.

  • 15A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon!

  • 9What `is' thy beloved above `any' beloved, O fair among women? What `is' thy beloved above `any' beloved, That thus thou hast adjured us?

  • 3For the lips of a strange woman drop honey, And smoother than oil `is' her mouth,

  • 14My dove, in clefts of the rock, In a secret place of the ascent, Cause me to see thine appearance, Cause me to hear thy voice, For thy voice `is' sweet, and thy appearance comely.

  • 11So that ye suck, and have been satisfied, From the breast of her consolations, So that ye wring out, and have delighted yourselves From the abundance of her honour.

  • 10I `am' my beloved's, and on me `is' his desire.

  • Song 6:9-10
    2 verses
    72%

    9One is my dove, my perfect one, One she `is' of her mother, The choice one she `is' of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.

    10`Who `is' this that is looking forth as morning, Fair as the moon -- clear as the sun, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts?'

  • Song 1:13-15
    3 verses
    72%

    13A bundle of myrrh `is' my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.

    14A cluster of cypress `is' my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!

    15Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves!

  • 17Her ways `are' ways of pleasantness, And all her paths `are' peace.

  • Prov 4:8-9
    2 verses
    72%

    8Exalt her, and she doth lift thee up, She honoureth thee, when thou dost embrace her.

    9She giveth to thy head a wreath of grace, A crown of beauty she doth give thee freely.

  • 5Turn round thine eyes from before me, Because they have made me proud. Thy hair `is' as a row of the goats, That have shone from Gilead,

  • 1Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, lo, thou `art' fair, Thine eyes `are' doves behind thy veil, Thy hair as a row of the goats That have shone from mount Gilead,

  • 16To deliver thee from the strange woman, From the stranger who hath made smooth her sayings,