Song of Songs 6:4 Cross References - Bishops

⁴ Thou are beautifull O my loue as is [the place] Thirza, thou art faire as Hierusalem, fearefull as an armie of men with their banners

⁵ Howe goodly are thy tentes O Iacob, and thyne habitations O Israel ⁶ Euen as the valleys are they layde abrode, & as gardens by the riuers side, as the tentes whiche the Lorde hath pitched, and as cypres trees beside the waters ⁷ The water droppeth out of his bucket, & his seede shalbe in many waters, and his king shalbe hier then Agag, and his kingdome shalbe exalted ⁸ God brought hym out of Egypt, his strength is as the Unicorne: He shall eate the nations his enemies, & gnawe their bones, and pearce them through with his arrowes ⁹ He couched hym selfe, and lay downe as a Lion, and as an elder Lion: who shall stirre hym vp? Blessed is he that blesseth thee, and cursed is he that curseth thee

¹⁷ And Ieroboams wyfe arose, and departed, and came to Thirzah: & when she came to the thressholde of the doore, the childe was dead

²¹ And when Baasa heard thereof, he left building of Rama, and dwelt in Thirza

³³ So in the third yere of Asa king of Iuda, began Baasa the sonne of Ahia to raigne ouer all Israel in Thirza, twentie and foure yeres

² The hyll of Sion is fayre in situation, and the ioy of the whole earth: vpon the north syde lyeth the citie of the great king

² Out of Sion: hath the Lorde appeared in perfect beautie

⁴ Man is lyke a thyng of naught: his dayes be lyke a shadowe that passeth away ⁵ Bowe thy heauens O God and come downe: touche the mountaynes and they shall smoke ⁶ Cast out terrible lightninges and feare them: shoote out thyne arrowes and consume them ⁷ Sende downe thine hand from aboue: deliuer me and take me out of the great waters, from the hande of the children of an other deuotion then I am ⁸ Whose mouth vttereth vanitie: and their ryght hande is a ryght hande of falshood

⁵ I am blacke (O ye daughters of Hierusalem) but yet fayre and well fauoured, like as the tentes of the Cedarenes, and as the hanginges of Solomon

¹⁵ Oh howe fayre art thou my loue, Oh howe fayre art thou? thou hast doues eyes

¹⁴ O stande vp then and come my loue my beautifull, [and come I say] O my doue, out of the caues of the rockes, out of the holes of the wall, O let me see thy countenaunce and heare thy voyce: for sweete is thy voyce, and fayre is thy face

⁷ Thou art all fayre (O my loue) and no spot is there in thee

² I am a sleepe, but my heart is waking: I heare the voyce of my beloued when he knocketh, saying, Open to me O my sister, my loue, my doue, my dearling: for my head is full of deawe, and the lockes of my heere are full of the nyght doppes

¹⁰ What is she this that loketh foorth as the mornyng, faire as the moone, cleare as the sunne, and fearfull as an armie of men with their banners

¹⁵ All they that go by thee, clappe their handes at thee, hissing and wagging their heades vpon the daughter Hierusalem [and say] Is this the citie that men call so faire, wherein the whole lande reioyceth

¹³ Thus wast thou deckt with golde and siluer, and thy rayment was of fine linnen, and of silke, and of broidred worke: thou didst eate fine floure, honye and oyle, marueylous beautifull wast thou, and thou dydst luckyly prosper into a kingdome ¹⁴ And thy name was spread among the heathen for thy beautie: for it was perfite through thy beautie whiche I put vpon thee, saith the Lorde God

³ At the same time wyll I make Hierusalem an heauy stone for all people, so that al such as lyft it vp shalbe torne and rent, and all the people of the earth shal be gathered together against it

⁴ For the weapons of our warfare are not carnall, but myghtie through God, to cast downe strong holdes

²⁷ To make it vnto hym selfe a glorious Churche, not hauyng spot or wrinckle, or any such thyng: but that it should be holy, and without blame

¹⁴ And the warryers which were in heauen folowed hym vppon whyte horses, clothed with whyte and pure raynes ¹⁵ And out of his mouth went a sharpe sworde, that with it he shoulde smyte the heathen: and he shall rule the with a rodde of yron. And he trode the winefat of fiercenesse and wrath of almightie God ¹⁶ And hath on his vesture and on his thygh a name written, King of kinges, and Lorde of lordes

² And I Iohn sawe the holy citie newe Hierusalem come downe from God out of heauen, prepared as a bride garnisshed for her husbande