 | John Cotton - 1642 - 284 หน้า
...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 หน้า
...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... | |
 | Thomas Boston - 1755 - 318 หน้า
...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 หน้า
...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 หน้า
...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... | |
 | Assembly of divines confess. and catech, Church of Scotland - 1773 - 570 หน้า
...my wine with my milk : eat, О friends., drink, yea drink abundantly, О beloved, v. 2. 1 fleep, bnt my heart waketh : it is the 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... | |
 | John Brown - 1792 - 362 หน้า
...I"—How my heart melts. to hear thy powerful voice t " My fora, give me thine heart.. Open to me, my love, my dove, my undefiled ; for my head is filled with the dew, and iny locks with the drops of the night. I will betrothe thee unto me for ever ;. yea, I... | |
 | Ralph Erskine - 1793 - 384 หน้า
...fleep, bat my heart waketh : h is the voice of my Beloved that knockcih, faying, Open to me, my filler, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew., and my leeks with the drops of the night. / ifa. alii. ii, 19. Hear, ye deaf, and look, ye blind, that ye... | |
 | Thomas Boston - 1802 - 422 หน้า
...the houfe were not his own, becaufe here he has to do with fickle creatures : Song, v. 2. " I fleep, but my he,art 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, and... | |
 | Joanna Southcott - 1804 - 606 หน้า
...the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded. Chap, v. 2, 3 — I sleep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved ythat knocketh, saying, open to me, my sistxr, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is lilled... | |
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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 undented : For my head is filled with dew, And my locks with the drops of the night. 
