Song of Songs 6:12

Young's Literal Translation (1862/1898)

I knew not my soul, It made me -- chariots of my people Nadib.

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Referenced Verses

  • Jer 31:18-20 : 18 I have surely heard Ephraim bemoaning himself, `Thou hast chastised me, And I am chastised, as a heifer not taught, Turn me back, and I turn back, For thou `art' Jehovah my God. 19 For after my turning back I repented, And after my being instructed I struck on the thigh, I have been ashamed, I have also blushed, For I have borne the reproach of my youth. 20 A precious son is Ephraim to Me? A child of delights? For since My speaking against him, I do thoroughly remember him still, Therefore have My bowels been moved for him, I do greatly love him, An affirmation of Jehovah.
  • Hos 11:8-9 : 8 How do I give thee up, O Ephraim? Do I deliver thee up, O Israel? How do I make thee as Admah? Do I set thee as Zeboim? Turned in Me is My heart, kindled together have been My repentings. 9 I do not the fierceness of My anger, I turn not back to destroy Ephraim, For God I `am', and not a man. In thy midst the Holy One, and I enter not in enmity,
  • 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;

Similar Verses (AI)

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    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.

    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?

    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,

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

    11Unto 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 3:1-6
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    1On my couch by night, I sought him whom my soul hath loved; I sought him, and I found him not!

    2-- Pray, let me rise, and go round the city, In the streets and in the broad places, I seek him whom my soul hath loved! -- I sought him, and I found him not.

    3The watchmen have found me, (Who are going round about the city), `Him whom my soul have loved saw ye?'

    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.

    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!

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

  • 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.

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

    11Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,

    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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    6I opened to my beloved, But my beloved withdrew -- he passed on, My soul went forth when he spake, I sought him, and found him not. I called him, and he answered me not.

    7The watchmen who go round about the city, Found me, smote me, wounded me, Keepers of the walls lifted up my veil from off me.

    8I have adjured you, daughters of Jerusalem, If ye find my beloved -- What do ye tell him? that I `am' sick with love!

  • Song 6:1-5
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    1Whither hath thy beloved gone, O fair among women? Whither hath thy beloved turned, And we seek him with thee?

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

    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,

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    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!

  • Song 2:16-17
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    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!

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

  • Song 8:13-14
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    13The companions are attending to thy voice, Cause me to hear. Flee, my beloved, and be like to a roe,

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

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    3 verses
    70%

    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!

    8The voice of my beloved! lo, this -- he is coming, Leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.

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    2 verses
    69%

    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.'

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    69%

    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.

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

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    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,

  • 26On this I have awaked, and I behold, and my sleep hath been sweet to me.