Song of Songs 7:7 Cross References - Coverdale

⁷ Thy stature is like a date tre, and thy brestes like the grapes. I sayde:

¹² & myne eare shall heare his desyre of the wicked yt ryse vp agaynst me.

¹³ for a bodell of Myrre (o my beloued) lyeth betwixte my brestes.

⁵ Thy two brestes are like two twyns of yonge roes, which fede amoge the lilies.

³ Thy two brestes are like two twyns of yonge roes:

⁸ I wil clymme vp into the date tre, and take holde of his braunches. Thy brestes also shalbe as the vyne grapes, the smell of thy nostrels like the smell of apples,

⁸ When oure loue is tolde oure yonge sister, whose brestes are not yet growne, what shal we do vnto her?

¹⁰ Reioyse with Ierusalem, & be glad with her, all ye that loue her. Be ioyful with her, all ye that mourned for her.

⁵ It stodeth as stiff as the palme tre, it can nether speake ner go, but must be borne. Be not ye afrayed of soch, for they ca do nether good ner euel.

¹⁷ that Christ maye dwell in youre hertes by faith, that ye beynge roted and grounded in loue,

¹³ tyll we all come vnto one maner of faith and knowlege of the sonne of God, and become a perfecte man in to the measure of the perfecte age of Christ