Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
Birds » Have each their peculiar note or song
By them the birds of the heavens have their habitation; They sing among the branches.
and the doors shall be shut in the street; when the sound of the grinding is low, and one shall rise up at the voice of a bird, and all the daughters of music shall be brought low;
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Birds » The singing of
By them the birds of the heavens have their habitation; They sing among the branches.
and the doors shall be shut in the street; when the sound of the grinding is low, and one shall rise up at the voice of a bird, and all the daughters of music shall be brought low;
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Birds » Clean » Turtle
and two turtle-doves, or two young pigeons, such as he is able to get; and the one shall be a sin-offering, and the other a burnt-offering.
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Birds » Songs of, at the break of day
By them the birds of the heavens have their habitation; They sing among the branches.
and the doors shall be shut in the street; when the sound of the grinding is low, and one shall rise up at the voice of a bird, and all the daughters of music shall be brought low;
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Doves » The harbinger of spring
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Flowers » Described as » Appear in spring
The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land;
Spring » Season of, promised annual return of » Described
The hay is carried, and the tender grass showeth itself, And the herbs of the mountains are gathered in.
For, lo, the winter is past; The rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; The time of the singing of birds is come, And the voice of the turtle-dove is heard in our land; The fig-tree ripeneth her green figs, And the vines are in blossom; They give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.