Verse 15

Lo, thou `art' fair, my friend, Lo, thou `art' fair, thine eyes `are' doves!

Referenced Verses

  • 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 5:12 : 12 His eyes as doves by streams of water, Washing in milk, sitting in fulness.
  • Song 4:7 : 7 Thou `art' all fair, my friend, And a blemish there is not in thee. Come from Lebanon, O spouse,
  • 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.
  • 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 6:4 : 4 Fair `art' thou, my friend, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Awe-inspiring as bannered hosts.
  • Song 7:6 : 6 How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.
  • Mal 2:14 : 14 And ye have said, `Wherefore?' Because Jehovah hath testified between thee And the wife of thy youth, That thou hast dealt treacherously against her, And she thy companion, and thy covenant-wife.
  • 2 Cor 11:2-3 : 2 for I am zealous for you with zeal of God, for I did betroth you to one husband, a pure virgin, to present to Christ, 3 and I fear, lest, as the serpent did beguile Eve in his subtilty, so your minds may be corrupted from the simplicity that `is' in the Christ;
  • Eph 1:17-18 : 17 that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of the glory, may give to you a spirit of wisdom and revelation in the recognition of him, 18 the eyes of your understanding being enlightened, for your knowing what is the hope of His calling, and what the riches of the glory of His inheritance in the saints,
  • Song 1:8 : 8 If thou knowest not, O fair among women, Get thee forth by the traces of the flock, And feed thy kids by the shepherds' dwellings!
  • Song 2:10 : 10 My beloved hath answered and said to me, `Rise up, my friend, my fair one, and come away,
  • Song 2:13 : 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.