A brief exposition of the whole book of Canticles, or Song of Solomon

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Page 230 - Set me as a seal upon thine heart, As a seal upon thine arm : For love is strong as death; Jealousy is cruel as the grave: The coals thereof are coals of fire, Which hath a most vehement flame. Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can the floods drown it: If a man would give all the substance of his house for love, It would utterly be contemned.
Page 95 - What shall we do then? 11 He answereth, and saith unto them, He that hath two coats, let him impart to him that hath none ; and he that hath meat, let him do likewise.
Page 1 - Look not upon me, because I am black, because the sun hath looked upon me: my mother's children were angry with me; they made me the keeper of the vineyards ; but mine own vineyard have I not kept.
Page 77 - At that day ye shall ask in my name : and I say not unto you, that I will pray the Father for you : for the Father himself loveth you, because ye have loved me, and have believed that I came out from God.
Page 209 - Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
Page 230 - Solomon had a vineyard at Baal-hamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers ; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. 12 My vineyard, which is mine, is before me : thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred.
Page 136 - ... 3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? 4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him.
Page 116 - Lebanon, spouse, With me from Lebanon! Look from the top of Amana, From the top of Shenir and Herman, From the lions' dens, From the mountains of the leopards.
Page 67 - is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard " in our land; the fig-tree putteth forth her " green figs, and the vines with the tender " grape give a good fmell : Arife, my Love,

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