 | Ronnie W. Floyd, Ronnie Floyd - 2004 - 104 lehte
...into her garden. Then it's the man's turn. "I have come to my garden, my sister, my spouse; I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb...with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk" (Song of Sol. 5:1). What is he saying? He means, "When I experience her, I will have ecstasy." And... | |
 | Walter Curtis Lichfield - 2005 - 626 lehte
...are continued by Solomon and his lover. 5:1 I am come into my garden, my sister, (my) spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with, my spice; I have eaten my...friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. 5:2 I sleep, but my heart waketh: (it is) the voice of my beloved that knocketh, (saying), "Open to... | |
 | Anonymous - 2005 - 416 lehte
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 | Yoga Niketan - 2005 - 55 lehte
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 | Jane Weeks - 2005 - 117 lehte
...His image II Corinthians 3:18 Treasured possession John 17:7 In Truth...... John 17:7 и Undefiled... I sleep, but my heart waketh; it is the voice of my...knocketh, saying, "Open to me my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled..." Song of Solomon 5:2 KJV One awful, wonderful night, as I travailed before God,... | |
 | 777 - 2005 - 123 lehte
...When we are emptied that which remains will be perfect, because that which remains will be the Christ. "I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of...knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled. I rose up to open to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was... | |
 | Jessica Hendra - 2009 - 316 lehte
...breasts are like two young roses that are twins, which feed among the lilies," he announced. And then: "I sleep, but my heart waketh. It is the voice of...knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled, for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." He didn't... | |
 | W. T. McLean - 2005 - 376 lehte
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I am come into my garden, my sister, my spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. 
