(1.0004848351648) | Sos 5:9 | The Maidens to The Beloved: Why is your beloved better than others, 1 O most beautiful of women? Why is your beloved better than others, that you would command us in this manner? |
(0.98220417582418) | Sos 6:3 |
(0.90686406593407) | Sos 6:1 |
(0.89393769230769) | Sos 2:16 |
(0.89393769230769) | Sos 5:10 | The Beloved to the Maidens: My beloved 1 is dazzling 2 and ruddy; 3 he stands out 4 in comparison to 5 all other men. 6 |
(0.89393769230769) | Sos 7:10 |
(0.86919402197802) | Sos 4:10 | How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine; the fragrance of your perfume is better than any spice! |
(0.86919402197802) | Sos 5:6 | I opened for my beloved, but my lover had already turned 1 and gone away. 2 I fell into despair 3 when he departed. 4 I looked for him but did not find him; I called him but he did not answer me. |
(0.86730098901099) | Sos 1:2 |
(0.86730098901099) | Sos 1:13 | My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh 1 spending the night 2 between my breasts. |
(0.86730098901099) | Sos 1:14 | My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms 1 in the vineyards of En-Gedi. 2 |
(0.86730098901099) | Sos 1:16 | The Beloved to Her Lover: Oh, how handsome you are, my lover! 1 Oh, 2 how delightful 3 you are! The lush foliage 4 is our canopied bed; 5 |
(0.86730098901099) | Sos 5:4 | My lover thrust his hand 1 through 2 the hole, 3 and my feelings 4 were stirred 5 for him. |
(0.86730098901099) | Sos 7:11 |
(0.84066421978022) | Sos 2:8 |
(0.84066421978022) | Sos 2:10 |
(0.84066421978022) | Sos 5:16 | His mouth is very sweet; 1 he is totally desirable. 2 This is my beloved! This is my companion, O maidens of Jerusalem! |
(0.84066421978022) | Sos 6:2 | The Beloved to the Maidens: My beloved has gone down to his garden, 1 to the flowerbeds of balsam spices, 2 to graze 3 in the gardens, and to gather lilies. 4 |
(0.84066421978022) | Sos 7:9 | May your mouth 1 be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding gently over our lips as we sleep together. 2 |
(0.84066421978022) | 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. |