(0.99964032786885) | Sos 4:15 | You are a garden spring, 1 a well 2 of fresh water 3 flowing down from Lebanon. |
(0.99756295081967) | Sos 8:9 | If she is a wall, 1 we will build on her a battlement 2 of silver; but if she is a door, we will barricade 3 her with boards 4 of cedar. 5 |
(0.99600765027322) | Sos 2:1 |
(0.99531819672131) | Sos 4:12 |
(0.99300808743169) | Sos 7:2 | Your navel 1 is a round mixing bowl 2 – may it never lack 3 mixed wine! 4 Your belly 5 is a mound of wheat, encircled 6 by lilies. |
(0.99300808743169) | Sos 8:14 | The Beloved to Her Lover: Make haste, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices. |
(0.99200469945355) | Sos 4:3 | Your lips are like a scarlet thread; 1 your mouth is lovely. Your forehead 2 behind your veil is like a slice of pomegranate. |
(0.99189174863388) | Sos 3:9 | King Solomon made a sedan chair 1 for himself of wood imported from Lebanon. 2 |
(0.99178163934426) | Sos 2:9 | My lover is like a gazelle or a young stag. 1 Look! There he stands behind our wall, gazing through the window, peering through the lattice. |
(0.99178163934426) | Sos 2:17 |
(0.9910425136612) | Sos 6:7 | Like a slice of pomegranate is your forehead 1 behind your veil. |
(0.99010316939891) | Sos 7:3 | Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. |
(0.98926295081967) | Sos 1:13 | My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh 1 spending the night 2 between my breasts. |
(0.98926295081967) | Sos 1:14 | My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms 1 in the vineyards of En-Gedi. 2 |
(0.98889770491803) | Sos 5:11 | His head is like the most pure gold. 1 His hair is curly 2 – black like a raven. |
(0.98871715846995) | Sos 8:11 |
(0.98843071038251) | Sos 8:6 |
(0.98793639344262) | Sos 1:9 |
(0.98742229508197) | Sos 2:2 | The Lover to His Beloved: Like 1 a lily among the thorns, 2 so is my darling among the maidens. |
(0.98701836065574) | Sos 4:13 | Your shoots are a royal garden 1 full of pomegranates with choice fruits: henna with nard, |