Song of Songs 1:2

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

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

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Referenced Verses

  • Ps 63:3-5 : 3 Because better `is' Thy kindness than life, My lips do praise Thee. 4 So I bless Thee in my life, in Thy name I lift up my hands. 5 As `with' milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And `with' singing lips doth my mouth praise.
  • Song 1:4 : 4 Draw 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!
  • Song 4:10 : 10 How 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.
  • Isa 55:1-2 : 1 Ho, every thirsty one, come ye to the waters, And he who hath no money, Come ye, buy and eat, yea, come, buy Without money and without price, wine and milk. 2 Why do ye weigh money for that which is not bread? And your labour for that which is not for satiety? Hearken diligently unto me, and eat good, And your soul doth delight itself in fatness.
  • Matt 26:26 : 26 And while they were eating, Jesus having taken the bread, and having blessed, did brake, and was giving to the disciples, and said, `Take, eat, this is my body;'
  • Luke 15:20 : 20 `And having risen, he went unto his own father, and he being yet far distant, his father saw him, and was moved with compassion, and having ran he fell upon his neck and kissed him;
  • Acts 21:7 : 7 And we, having finished the course, from Tyre came down to Ptolemais, and having saluted the brethren, we remained one day with them;
  • Ps 2:12 : 12 Kiss the Chosen One, lest He be angry, And ye lose the way, When His anger burneth but a little, O the happiness of all trusting in Him!
  • Song 7:9 : 9 And thy palate as the good wine --' Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!
  • Song 7:12 : 12 We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;
  • Song 8:1-2 : 1 Who 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, 2 I 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,
  • Isa 25:6 : 6 And made hath Jehovah of Hosts, For all the peoples in this mount, A banquet of fat things, a banquet of preserved things, Fat things full of marrow, preserved things refined.
  • Ps 36:7 : 7 How precious `is' Thy kindness, O God, And the sons of men In the shadow of Thy wings do trust.
  • Song 2:4 : 4 He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me `is' love,
  • Song 5:16 : 16 His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This `is' my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!
  • Song 7:6 : 6 How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 1:3-4
    2 verses
    85%

    3For fragrance `are' thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out -- thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee!

    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!

  • Song 4:9-12
    4 verses
    85%

    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 7:9-10
    2 verses
    82%

    9And thy palate as the good wine --' Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!

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

  • 1The Song of Songs, that `is' Solomon's.

  • 16His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This `is' my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!

  • Song 5:1-2
    2 verses
    79%

    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!

    2I am sleeping, but my heart waketh: The sound of my beloved knocking! `Open to me, my sister, my friend, My dove, my perfect one, For my head is filled `with' dew, My locks `with' drops of the night.'

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

  • Song 1:12-15
    4 verses
    77%

    12While the king `is' in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.

    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!

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

  • 12We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;

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

  • Song 2:3-6
    4 verses
    75%

    3As a citron among trees of the forest, So `is' my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit `is' sweet to my palate.

    4He hath brought me in unto a house of wine, And his banner over me `is' love,

    5Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I `am' sick with love.

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

  • 13His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips `are' lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

  • Song 8:1-3
    3 verses
    75%

    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.

  • Song 5:9-10
    2 verses
    75%

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

    10My beloved `is' clear and ruddy, Conspicuous above a myriad!

  • Song 1:9-10
    2 verses
    75%

    9To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,

    10Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.

  • Song 4:6-7
    2 verses
    74%

    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.

    7Thou `art' all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,

  • 1Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?

  • 19A hind of loves, and a roe of grace! Let her loves satisfy thee at all times, In her love magnify thyself continually.

  • 6Who `is' this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed `with' myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?

  • 7Declare to me, thou whom my soul hath loved, Where thou delightest, Where thou liest down at noon, For why am I as one veiled, By the ranks of thy companions?

  • Song 4:15-16
    2 verses
    74%

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

    16Awake, O north wind, and come, O south, Cause my garden to breathe forth, its spices let flow, Let my beloved come to his garden, And eat its pleasant fruits!

  • Song 2:13-14
    2 verses
    73%

    13The fig-tree hath ripened her green figs, And the sweet-smelling vines have given forth fragrance, Rise, come, my friend, my fair one, yea, come away.

    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.

  • 16My beloved `is' mine, and I `am' his, Who is delighting among the lilies,

  • 4But a little I passed on from them, Till I found him whom my soul hath loved! I seized him, and let him not go, Till I brought him in unto the house of my mother -- And the chamber of her that conceived me.

  • 13And she laid hold on him, and kissed him, She hath hardened her face, and saith to him,

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

  • 1Let me sing, I pray you, for my beloved, A song of my beloved as to his vineyard: My beloved hath a vineyard in a fruitful hill,

  • 2Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.

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

  • 4Fair `art' thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.