Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.

As a citron among trees of the forest, So is my beloved among the sons, In his shade I delighted, and sat down, And his fruit is sweet to my palate.

Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I am sick with love.

I said, 'Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,

Who is this coming from the wilderness, Hasting herself for her beloved? Under the citron-tree I have waked thee, There did thy mother pledge thee, There she gave a pledge that bare thee.

The vine hath been dried up, And the fig-tree doth languish, Pomegranate, also palm, and apple-tree, All trees of the field have withered, For dried up hath been joy from the sons of men.


Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.

Sustain me with grape-cakes, Support me with citrons, for I am sick with love.

The vine hath been dried up, And the fig-tree doth languish, Pomegranate, also palm, and apple-tree, All trees of the field have withered, For dried up hath been joy from the sons of men.


Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.


Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.


Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.



Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.

The words of the wise in quiet are heard, More than the cry of a ruler over fools.


Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.

The words of the wise in quiet are heard, More than the cry of a ruler over fools.


Apples of gold in imagery of silver, Is the word spoken at its fit times.