Song of Songs 4:7
Thou `art' all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
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Referenced Verses
- Song 1:15 : 15 Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves!
- Song 4:1 : 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,
- 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!
- Eph 5:25-27 : 25 The husbands! love your own wives, as also the Christ did love the assembly, and did give himself for it, 26 that he might sanctify it, having cleansed `it' with the bathing of the water in the saying, 27 that he might present it to himself the assembly in glory, not having spot or wrinkle, or any of such things, but that it may be holy and unblemished;
- Col 1:22 : 22 in the body of his flesh through the death, to present you holy, and unblemished, and unblameable before himself,
- 2 Pet 3:14 : 14 wherefore, beloved, these things waiting for, be diligent, spotless and unblameable, by Him to be found in peace,
- Jude 1:24 : 24 And to Him who is able to guard you not stumbling, and to set `you' in the presence of His glory unblemished, in gladness,
- Rev 21:2 : 2 and I, John, saw the holy city -- new Jerusalem -- coming down from God out of the heaven, made ready as a bride adorned for her husband;
- Num 24:5 : 5 How good have been thy tents, O Jacob, Thy tabernacles, O Israel;
- Ps 45:11 : 11 And the king doth desire thy beauty, Because he `is' thy lord -- bow thyself to him,
- Ps 45:13 : 13 All glory `is' the daughter of the king within, Of gold-embroidered work `is' her clothing.
Similar Verses (AI)
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- Song 1:13-164 verses83%
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!
16Lo, thou `art' fair, my love, yea, pleasant, Yea, our couch `is' green,
- Song 4:1-33 verses83%
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,
2Thy teeth as a row of the shorn ones That have come up from the washing, For all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.
3As a thread of scarlet `are' thy lips, And thy speech `is' comely, As the work of the pomegranate `is' thy temple behind thy veil,
- Song 4:8-125 verses82%
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 7:4-74 verses82%
4Thy 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,
5Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
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.
- Song 6:3-53 verses80%
3I `am' my beloved's, and my beloved `is' mine, Who is delighting himself among the lilies.
4Fair `art' thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
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,
- Song 4:5-62 verses79%
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.
- Song 2:8-103 verses78%
8The voice of my beloved! lo, this -- he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.
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,
- Song 1:7-104 verses78%
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?
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!
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 1:2-54 verses76%
2Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth, For better `are' thy loves than wine.
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!
5Dark `am' I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.
- Song 5:9-102 verses76%
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!
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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.
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16His mouth is sweetness -- and all of him desirable, This `is' my beloved, and this my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem!
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15A fount of gardens, a well of living waters, And flowings from Lebanon!
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14Or to a young one of the harts on mountains of spices!
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10I `am' my beloved's, and on me `is' his desire.
- Song 2:16-172 verses74%
16My beloved `is' mine, and I `am' his, Who is delighting among the lilies,
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!
- Song 6:9-102 verses74%
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?'
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1Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?
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2Thou hast been beautified above the sons of men, Grace hath been poured into thy lips, Therefore hath God blessed thee to the age.
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13His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips `are' lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,
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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!
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6Who `is' this coming up from the wilderness, Like palm-trees of smoke, Perfumed `with' myrrh and frankincense, From every powder of the merchant?
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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;
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1As the chorus of `Mahanaim.' How beautiful were thy feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of thy sides `are' as ornaments, Work of the hands of an artificer.