Verse 8
I charge you therfore (o ye doughters of Ierusalem) yf ye fynde my beloued, that ye tell him, how that I am sick for loue.
Referenced Verses
- Song 2:7 : 7 I charge you (o ye doughters of Ierusalem (by the Roes & hyndes of the felde, yt ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, till she be content herself.
- Song 2:5 : 5 Refresh me wt grapes, coforte me with apples, for I am sick of loue.
- Ps 42:1-3 : 1 Like as the hert desyreth the water brokes, so longeth my soule after the, o God. My soule is a thurste for God, yee eue for the lyuynge God: wha shal I come, & beholde the face of God? 2 My teares are my meate daye and night, whyle it is daylie sayde vnto me: where is now thy God? 3 Now when I thinke there vpo, I poure out my hert by my self: for I wolde fayne go hence with the multitude, & passe ouer with them vnto the house of God, in ye voyce of prayse & thankesgeuynge, amonge soch as kepe holy daye.
- Ps 63:1-3 : 1 O God, thou art my God: early wil I seke the. 2 My soule thursteth for the, my flesh longeth after the in a bare & drie lode, where no water is. 3 Thus do I loke for the in thy Sactuary, that I might beholde yi power & glory.
- Ps 77:1-3 : 1 I cried vnto God with my voyce, yee euen vnto God cried I with my voyce, & he herde me. 2 In the tyme of my trouble I sought the LORDE, I helde vp my hondes vnto him in the night season, for my soule refused all other comforte. 3 When I was in heuynesse, I thought vpo God: whe my hert was vexed, then dyd I speake.
- Ps 119:81-83 : 81 My soule longeth for thy sauynge health, for my trust is in thy worde. 82 Myne eyes loge sore for thy worde, sayege: Oh when wilt thou coforte me? 83 For I am become like a botell in ye smoke, yet do not I forget thy statutes.
- Song 3:5 : 5 I charge you (o ye doughters of Ierusale) by the Roes and hyndes of the felde, that ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, till she be content herself.
- Song 8:4 : 4 I charge you (o ye daughters of Ierusale) that ye wake not vp my loue ner touch her, tyll she be content herself.
- Rom 15:30 : 30 I beseke you brethren thorow oure LORDE Iesu Christ, and thorow the loue of the sprete, yt ye helpe me in my busynes with youre prayers vnto God for me,
- Gal 6:1-2 : 1 Brethren, Yf eny ma be ouertaken of a faute, ye which are spirituall, enfourme him with a meke sprete: and considre thine owne selfe, that thou also be not tempted. 2 Beare ye one anothers burthe, and so shal ye fulfyll the lawe of Christ.
- Jas 5:16 : 16 Knowlege youre fautes one to another: and praye one for another, that ye maye be healed. The prayer of a righteous man auayleth moche, yf it be feruet.