Song of Songs 6:4 Cross References - Matthew

⁴ Thou art pleasaunt (O my loue) euen as louelynesse it self, thou art fayre as Ierusalem, glorious as an army of men, with their banners.

⁵ Howe goodlye are the tentes of Iacob & thyne habitation Israel, ⁶ euen as the brod valeys, and as gardens by ryuers syde, as the tentes whyche the Lodre hath pytched & as cypres trees vpon the water. ⁷ The water shal flowe out of hys bouket & hys seed shal be many waters, and hys kyng shalbe hyer then Agag. And hys kyngdome shalbe exalted, ⁸ God that brought him out of Egipt his strength is as the strengthe of an vnicorne, & he shal eate the nations that are hys enemies & breake theyr bones, and perce them thorowe wyth hys arrowes. ⁹ He touched hym selfe & laye downe as a lyon and as a lyones, who shall sterre him vp, blessed is he that blesseth the, & cursed is he that curseth the.

¹⁷ And Ieroboams wyfe arose, and departed, and went to Therzah, & be that she was come to the tresholde of the dore, the lad was dead.

²¹ And when Baasa hearde that he lefte buyldinge of Ramah and dwelt in Therzah.

³³ In the thirde yeare of Isa kynge of Iuda, Baasa the sonne of Ahiah beganne to raygne ouer all Israel in Therzah, and contynued .xxiiij. year.

² The hyll of Syon is lyke a fayre plante, whereof all the lande reioyseth: vpon the north side lyeth the cytye of the great kyng.

² Out of Sion apeareth the glorious beuty of God.

⁴ Man is like a thing of naught, hys tyme passeth awaye like a shadow. ⁵ Bowe thy heauens, O Lorde, & come doune, touche the mountaynes, that thei may smoke with all. ⁶ Sende forthe the lightenynge and scater them, shute out thyne arrowes, and consume them. ⁷ Sende doune thyne hande from aboue, deliuer me, & take me out of the greate waters, from the hande of straunge chyldren. ⁸ Whose mouth talketh of vanitie, & theyr right hande is a right hande of falsede,

⁵ I am black (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Salomon:

¹⁵ O how fayre art thou (my loue) how fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes.

¹⁴ (O my doue) oute of the caues of the rockes, out of the holes of the wal: O let me se thy countenaunce & heare thy voyce, for swete is thy voyce and fayre is thy face.

⁷ Thou arte all fayre, O my loue, and no spot is therin the.

² As I was a slepe, & my hert wakynge, I hearde the voyce of my beloued, when he knocked. Open to me (sayde he) O my sister, my loue, my doue, my derlynge: for my heade is full of dewe, and the lockes of my heere are full of the night droppes.

¹⁰ What is she this, that pepeth out as the mornynge? fayre as the moone, excellent as the sunne, glorious as an army of men with their baners.

¹⁵ Samech. All they that go by the, clappe their handes at the: hissynge and waggynge their heades vpon the daughter Ierusalem, and saye: is this the cytie that man call so fayre, wherin the whole lande reioyseth?

¹³ Thus waste thou deckte with syluer & golde, and thy rayment was of fyne whyte sylke, of nedle worke & of dyuerse colours. Thou dyddest eate nothynge but symnels, hony and oyle: maruelous goodly wast thou & beutiful, yea euen a very Quene wast thou: ¹⁴ In so muche, that thy beutye was spoken of amonge the Heythen, for thou waste excellent in my beuty, which I put vpon the, sayeth the Lorde God.

³ At the same tyme wil I make Ierusalem, an heauye stone for al people, so that al such as lift it vp shalbe toarne & rente, & all the people of the earth shalbe gathered together against it.

⁴ For the weapens of oure warre are not carnal thynges, but thynges myghtye in God to caste doune stronge holdes,

²⁷ to make it vnto hym selfe a glorious congregation wythout spotte or wrinckle, or anye suche thinge: but that it shoulde be holy and wythout blame.

¹⁴ And the warryers whiche were in heauen, folowed hym vpon whyte horsses, clothed with whyte & pure raynes: ¹⁵ & out of hys mouthe went out a sharpe swearde, that with it he should smyte the heathen. And he shal rule them wyth a rod of Iron, & he trode the wine fat of the fiercenes & wrath of almightye God. ¹⁶ And hath on hys vesture & on hys thighe a name wrytten: king of kinges, & Lord of Lordes,

² And I Iohn saw that holye cyty new Ierusalem come doune from God out of heauen prepared as a bryd garnyshed for her husband