Song of Songs 5:11

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

His head `is' pure gold -- fine gold, His locks flowing, dark as a raven,

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 5:2 : 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 7:5 : 5 Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
  • Dan 2:37-38 : 37 `Thou, O king, art a king of kings, for the God of the heavens a kingdom, strength, and might, and glory, hath given to thee; 38 and whithersoever sons of men are dwelling, the beast of the field, and the fowl of the heavens, He hath given into thy hand, and hath caused thee to rule over them all; thou `art' this head of gold.
  • Dan 7:9 : 9 `I was seeing till that thrones have been thrown down, and the Ancient of Days is seated, His garment as snow `is' white, and the hair of his head `is' as pure wool, His throne flames of fire, its wheels burning fire.
  • Eph 1:21-22 : 21 far above all principality, and authority, and might, and lordship, and every name named, not only in this age, but also in the coming one; 22 and all things He did put under his feet, and did give him -- head over all things to the assembly,
  • Rev 1:14 : 14 and his head and hairs white, as if white wool -- as snow, and his eyes as a flame of fire;

Similar Verses (AI)

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  • Song 5:9-10
    2 verses
    82%

    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 5:12-16
    5 verses
    81%

    12His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.

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

    14His hands rings of gold, set with beryl, His heart bright ivory, covered with sapphires,

    15His limbs pillars of marble, Founded on sockets of fine gold, His appearance as Lebanon, choice as the cedars.

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

  • Song 7:4-7
    4 verses
    81%

    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 6:4-7
    4 verses
    76%

    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,

    6Thy teeth as a row of the lambs, That have come up from the washing, Because all of them are forming twins, And a bereaved one is not among them.

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

  • Song 4:1-7
    7 verses
    76%

    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,

    4As 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.

    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.

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

  • Song 1:5-7
    3 verses
    76%

    5Dark `am' I, and comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As tents of Kedar, as curtains of Solomon.

    6Fear me not, because I `am' very dark, Because the sun hath scorched me, The sons of my mother were angry with me, They made me keeper of the vineyards, My vineyard -- my own -- I have not kept.

    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 1:13-15
    3 verses
    73%

    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!

  • Rev 1:14
    72%

    14and his head and hairs white, as if white wool -- as snow, and his eyes as a flame of fire;

  • Song 1:9-11
    3 verses
    72%

    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.

    11Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!

  • Song 5:2
    71%

    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.'

  • Lam 4:7-8
    2 verses
    71%

    7Purer were her Nazarites than snow, Whiter than milk, ruddier of body than rubies, Of sapphire their form.

    8Darker than blackness hath been their visage, They have not been known in out-places, Cleaved hath their skin unto their bone, It hath withered -- it hath been as wood.

  • Song 7:9-10
    2 verses
    70%

    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.

  • Song 2:9-10
    2 verses
    69%

    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,

  • Job 30:30
    69%

    30My skin hath been black upon me, And my bone hath burned from heat,

  • Ps 133:2
    68%

    2As the good oil on the head, Coming down on the beard, the beard of Aaron, That cometh down on the skirt of his robes,

  • Song 3:6
    68%

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

  • Song 6:10
    68%

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

  • Song 4:9-10
    2 verses
    68%

    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.

  • Song 2:14
    68%

    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.

  • Song 2:6
    68%

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

  • Song 2:3
    68%

    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.

  • Song 6:1
    68%

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