Song of Songs 4:13

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

Thy shoots a paradise of pomegranates, With precious fruits,

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 1:14 : 14 A cluster of cypress `is' my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
  • Eccl 2:5 : 5 I made for me gardens and paradises, and I planted in them trees of every fruit.
  • Song 6:11 : 11 Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed --
  • Song 1:12 : 12 While the king `is' in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.
  • Song 4:14 : 14 Cypresses with nard -- nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices.
  • Song 6:2 : 2 My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
  • Ps 92:14 : 14 Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
  • Song 7:12-13 : 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; 13 The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!
  • Song 8:2 : 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 60:21 : 21 And thy people `are' all of them righteous, To the age they possess the earth, A branch of My planting, A work of My hands, to be beautified.
  • Isa 61:11 : 11 For, as the earth bringeth forth her shoots, And as a garden causeth its sown things to shoot up, So the Lord Jehovah causeth righteousness and praise To shoot up before all the nations!
  • Mark 14:3 : 3 And he, being in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, at his reclining (at meat), there came a woman having an alabaster box of ointment, of spikenard, very precious, and having broken the alabaster box, did pour on his head;
  • John 12:3 : 3 Mary, therefore, having taken a pound of ointment of spikenard, of great price, anointed the feet of Jesus and did wipe with her hair his feet, and the house was filled from the fragrance of the ointment.
  • John 15:1-3 : 1 `I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman; 2 every branch in me not bearing fruit, He doth take it away, and every one bearing fruit, He doth cleanse by pruning it, that it may bear more fruit; 3 already ye are clean, because of the word that I have spoken to you;
  • Phil 1:11 : 11 being filled with the fruit of righteousness, that `is' through Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God.

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 4:14-16
    3 verses
    86%

    14 Cypresses with nard -- nard and saffron, Cane and cinnamon, With all trees of frankincense, Myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices.

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

    16 Awake, 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 4:3-12
    10 verses
    83%

    3 As a thread of scarlet `are' thy lips, And thy speech `is' comely, As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil,

    4 As the tower of David `is' thy neck, built for an armoury, The chief of the shields are hung on it, All shields of the mighty.

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

    6 Till 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.

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

    8 Come 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.

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

    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.

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

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

  • Song 7:12-13
    2 verses
    79%

    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;

    13 The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!

  • Song 1:12-14
    3 verses
    79%

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

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

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

  • Song 6:11
    76%

    11 Unto a garden of nuts I went down, To look on the buds of the valley, To see whither the vine had flourished, The pomegranates had blossomed --

  • Song 2:13-14
    2 verses
    76%

    13 The 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.

    14 My 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.

  • Song 5:1-2
    2 verses
    76%

    1 I 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!

    2 I 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.'

  • Song 6:1-2
    2 verses
    75%

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

    2 My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.

  • Song 5:13
    75%

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

  • Prov 7:17
    75%

    17 I sprinkled my bed -- myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.

  • Song 7:4-8
    5 verses
    75%

    4 Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,

    5 Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!

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

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

    8 I said, `Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,

  • Song 8:13-14
    2 verses
    74%

    13 The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,

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

  • Song 2:1-3
    3 verses
    74%

    1 As a lily among the thorns,

    2 So `is' my friend among the daughters!

    3 As 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.

  • Song 3:6
    73%

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

  • Song 1:2-4
    3 verses
    73%

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

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

    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 6:7
    73%

    7 As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil.

  • Song 1:16-17
    2 verses
    72%

    16 Lo, thou `art' fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch `is' green,

    17 The beams of our houses `are' cedars, Our rafters `are' firs, I `am' a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys!

  • Ps 45:8
    72%

    8 Myrrh and aloes, cassia! all thy garments, Out of palaces of ivory Stringed instruments have made thee glad.

  • Isa 5:1
    71%

    1 Let 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,

  • Song 4:1
    70%

    1 Lo, 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,

  • Hos 14:6
    70%

    6 Go on do his sucklings, And his beauty is as an olive, And he hath fragrance as Lebanon.

  • Song 7:2
    70%

    2 Thy waist `is' a basin of roundness, It lacketh not the mixture, Thy body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,

  • Song 8:5
    70%

    5 Who `is' this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge `that' bare thee.