 | 1611 - 360 sayfa
...honey ; I have drunk my wine with my milk : Eat, O friends ; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. I sleep, but my heart waketh: It is the voice of my...with dew, And my locks with the drops of the night. I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet ; how shall I defile them ? My... | |
 | John Cotton - 1642 - 284 sayfa
...fleepe, but my heart waketh, it is the voyce of my beloved that kyocketh, faying , Open to mee my/ifler , my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dsw , and my lockes with the Arms if the night. 3 I have put of my coatjuwfialllput it en ? I have... | |
 | James Ussher - 1660 - 628 sayfa
...deal of joy : " I sleep," saith the spouse, " but my heart waketh ; it is the voice of my well-beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled." When God comes and woos us, and desires to communicate himself unto us, and desires us to put off our... | |
 | John Gammon - 1738 - 288 sayfa
...IJleep but my Heart waketb, faying, open to me my Sifter, my Love, my Dovc t my Undefiled, for my Hand is filled with Dew, and my Locks with the Drops of the Night, ver. 3. I have put off my Coat, hovvJball I put it on ? / have wa/hed my Feet, how Jball I defile them... | |
 | United Brethren in Christ - 1754 - 828 sayfa
...wounded me : the keepers of I am come into my garden : my fifter, my fpoufe 1 Open to me, my fifter, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled...with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door : and my bowels were moved in me. th* the walls... | |
 | Callimachus, William Dodd - 1755 - 262 sayfa
...v.'ine, and the fmcti of thine ointments than all fpices ! chap. iv. 10. and it is faid by the Spoufe, my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night, chap. v. 2. See alio ver, 5. F г Where'er the genial Panacea falls, Health crowns the ftate, and fafety... | |
 | Thomas Boston - 1755 - 318 sayfa
...therefore from whence thou art fallen, ' and repent, and do the firft works.' Cant. v. 2. 3. ' I Ueep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my ' beloved that knocketh, faying, Open to me, my ' fifter, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for ' my head is filled with dew,... | |
 | Assembly of divines confess. and catech - 1765 - 626 sayfa
...drunk my wine with my milk: eat, О friends, drink, yea, drink abundantly, 0 beloved, v. 2. 1 fleep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knockcth, faying-, Open to me, my lifter, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with... | |
 | Church of Scotland - 1768 - 576 sayfa
...drunk my wine with my milk : eat, О friend», drink, yea, drink abundantly, О beloved, v. 3. 1 ileep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knocke th, faying, Open, to me, my filler, my love, my dove, my undcfiled : for my head is tilled with... | |
 | John Flavel - 1770 - 528 sayfa
...voice of my beloved that " knocketh, faying, .open to me, my fifter, my love, my dove^ " my undefined: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks *' with the drops of the night." One would think that Chrift taight have opened the heart of his own fpoufe with lefs follictta,tion,... | |
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I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. 
