| 1 | Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, That descend from Mount Gilead. | So 4:9 So 4:10 So 1:15 So 2:10 So 2:14 Ps 45:11 Ezk 16:14 2Co 3:18 |
| 2 | Your teeth are like a newly shorn flock, Which have come up from the washing, Where every one of them has twins. None is bereaved among them. | So 6:6 Jer 15:16 Jn 15:7 Col 1:4-6 1Th 2:13 2Pe 1:5-8 |
| 3 | Your lips are like scarlet thread. Your mouth is lovely. Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil. | So 4:11 So 5:13 So 5:16 So 7:9 Ps 37:30 Ps 45:2 Ps 119:13 Pr 10:13 Pr 10:20 Pr 10:21 Pr 16:21-24 Mt 12:35 Lk 4:22 2Co 5:18-21 Eph 4:29 Col 3:16 Col 3:17 Col 4:6 |
| 4 | Your neck is like David`s tower built for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand shields, All the shields of the mighty men. | So 1:10 So 7:4 2Sa 22:51 Eph 4:15 Eph 4:16 Col 2:19 1Pe 1:5 |
| 5 | Your two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe, Which feed among the lilies. | So 1:13 So 7:3 So 7:7 So 8:1 So 8:10 Pr 5:19 Isa 66:10-12 1Pe 2:2 |
| 6 | Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, To the hill of frankincense. | So 2:17 Mal 4:2 Lk 1:78 2Pe 1:19 1Jn 2:8 Rev 22:16 |
| 7 | You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you. | So 4:1 So 5:16 Nm 24:5 Ps 45:11 Ps 45:13 Eph 5:25-27 Col 1:22 2Pe 3:14 Jud 1:24 Rev 21:2 |
| 8 | Come with me from Lebanon, my bride, With me from Lebanon. Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Senir and Hermon, From the lions` dens, From the mountains of the leopards. | So 2:13 So 7:11 Ps 45:10 Pr 9:6 Jn 12:26 Col 3:1 Col 3:2 |
| 9 | You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, With one chain of your neck. | So 4:10 So 4:12 So 5:1 So 5:2 Gn 20:12 Mt 12:50 1Co 9:5 Heb 2:11-14 |
| 10 | How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine! The fragrance of your perfumes than all manner of spices! | So 1:2 |
| 11 | Your lips, my bride, drip like the honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue. The smell of your garments is like the smell of Lebanon. | So 4:3 So 5:13 So 7:9 Ps 71:14 Ps 71:15 Ps 71:23 Ps 71:24 Pr 16:24 Hos 14:2 Heb 13:15 |
| 12 | A locked up garden is my sister, my bride; A locked up spring, A sealed fountain. | So 6:2 So 6:11 Pr 5:15-18 Isa 58:11 Isa 61:10 Isa 61:11 Jer 31:12 Hos 6:3 1Co 6:13 1Co 6:19 1Co 6:20 1Co 7:34 Rev 21:27 |
| 13 | Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits: Henna with spikenard plants, | So 6:11 So 7:12 So 8:2 Ps 92:14 Ec 2:5 Isa 60:21 Isa 61:11 Jn 15:1-3 Php 1:11 |
| 14 | Spikenard and saffron, Calamus and cinnamon, with every kind of incense tree; Myrrh and aloes, with all the best spices, | Ex 30:23 Ezk 27:19 |
| 15 | A fountain of gardens, A well of living waters, Flowing streams from Lebanon. Beloved | So 4:12 Ec 2:6 |
| 16 | Awake, north wind; and come, you south; Blow on my garden, that its spices may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, And taste his precious fruits. Lover | So 1:4 Ec 1:6 Isa 51:9-11 Isa 64:1 Ezk 37:9 Jn 3:8 Ac 2:1 Ac 2:2 Ac 4:31 |
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