Song of Songs 8:6
Set mee as a seale on thine heart, and as a signet vpo thine arme: for loue is strong as death: ielousie is cruel as the graue: the coles thereof are fierie coles, and a vehement flame.
Set mee as a seale on thine heart, and as a signet vpo thine arme: for loue is strong as death: ielousie is cruel as the graue: the coles thereof are fierie coles, and a vehement flame.
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7Much water can not quench loue, neither can the floods drowne it: If a man should giue all the substance of his house for loue, they would greatly contemne it.
8Wee haue a litle sister, and she hath no breastes: what shall we do for our sister when she shalbe spoken for?
10I am my welbeloueds, and his desire is toward mee.
6Vntill the day breake, and the shadowes flie away, I wil go into the mountaine of myrrhe and to the mountaine of incense.
7Thou art all faire, my loue, and there is no spot in thee.
8Come with me from Lebanon, my spouse, euen with me from Lebanon, and looke from the toppe of Amanah, from the toppe of Shenir and Hermon, from the dennes of the lyons, and from the mountaines of the leopards.
9My sister, my spouse, thou hast wounded mine heart: thou hast wounded mine heart with one of thine eyes, and with a chaine of thy necke.
10My sister, my spouse, how faire is thy loue? howe much better is thy loue then wine? and the sauour of thine oyntments then all spices?
3I am my welbeloueds, and my welbeloued is mine, who feedeth among the lilies.
4Thou art beautifull, my loue, as Tirzah, comely as Ierusale, terrible as an army with baners.
5Turne away thine eyes from me: for they ouercome mee: thine heare is like a flocke of goates, which looke downe from Gilead.
8I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, if you finde my welbeloued, that you tell him that I am sicke of loue.
9O the fairest among women, what is thy welbeloued more then other welbeloued? what is thy welbeloued more then another louer, that thou doest so charge vs?
6Howe faire art thou, and howe pleasant art thou, O my loue, in pleasures!
7This thy stature is like a palme tree, and thy brestes like clusters.
13My welbeloued is as a bundle of myrrhe vnto me: he shall lie betweene my breasts.
14My welbeloued is as a cluster of camphire vnto me in the vines of Engedi.
3His left hand shalbe vnder mine head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
4I charge you, O daughters of Ierusale, that you stir not vp, nor waken my loue, vntil she please.
5(Who is this that commeth vp out of the wildernesse, leaning vpon her welbeloued?) I raysed thee vp vnder an apple tree: there thy mother conceiued thee: there she coceiued that bare thee.
12My sister my spouse is as a garden inclosed, as a spring shut vp, and a fountaine sealed vp.
2Like a lilie amog the thornes, so is my loue among the daughters.
3Like the apple tree among the trees of the forest, so is my welbeloued among the sonnes of men: vnder his shadow had I delite, & sate downe: and his fruite was sweete vnto my mouth.
4Hee brought mee into the wine cellar, and loue was his banner ouer me.
5Stay me with flagons, and comfort me with apples: for I am sicke of loue.
6His left hande is vnder mine head, and his right hand doeth imbrace me.
7I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue, vntill she please.
9I haue compared thee, O my loue, to the troupe of horses in the charets of Pharaoh.
10Thy cheekes are comely with rowes of stones, and thy necke with chaines.
2Let him kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is better then wine.
19Let her be as the louing hinde and pleasant roe: let her brests satisfie thee at all times, and delite in her loue continually.
14O my welbeloued, flee away, and be like vnto the roe, or to the yong harte vpon ye mountaines of spices.
27Can a man take fire in his bosome, and his clothes not be burnt?
4Drawe me: we will runne after thee: the King hath brought me into his chabers: we will reioyce and be glad in thee: we will remember thy loue more then wine: the righteous do loue thee.
7Shewe me, O thou, whome my soule loueth, where thou feedest, where thou liest at noone: for why should I be as she that turneth aside to the flockes of thy companions?
4When I had past a litle from them, then I found him whom my soule loued: I tooke holde on him and left him not, till I had brought him vnto my mothers house into the chamber of her that conceiued me.
5I charge you, O daughters of Ierusalem, by the roes and by the hindes of the fielde, that ye stirre not vp, nor waken my loue vntill she please.
6Who is shee that commeth vp out of the wildernes like pillars of smoke perfumed with myrrhe and incense, and with all the spices of the marchant?
15O fountaine of the gardens, O well of liuing waters, and the springs of Lebanon.
9My welbeloued is like a roe, or a yong hart: loe, he standeth behinde our wall, looking forth of the windowes, shewing him selfe through the grates.
10My welbeloued spake and said vnto me, Arise, my loue, my faire one, and come thy way.
10Who is shee that looketh foorth as the morning, fayre as the moone, pure as the sunne, terrible as an armie with banners!
12Let vs get vp early to the vines, let vs see if the vine florish, whether it hath budded the small grape, or whether the pomegranates florish: there will I giue thee my loue.
3Binde them vpon thy fingers, and write them vpon the table of thine heart.
2Thus saith the Lord of hostes, I was ielous for Zion with great ielousie, and I was ielous for her with great wrath.
25Desire not her beautie in thine heart, neither let her take thee with her eye lids.
1O the fairest among women, whither is thy welbeloued gone? whither is thy welbeloued turned aside, that we may seeke him with thee?
21Binde them alway vpon thine heart, and tye them about thy necke.
16His mouth is as sweete thinges, and hee is wholy delectable: this is my welbeloued, and this is my louer, O daughters of Ierusalem.
26(7:28) And I finde more bitter then death the woman whose heart is as nettes and snares, and her handes, as bands: he that is good before God, shalbe deliuered from her, but the sinner shall be taken by her.