Thematic Bible




Thematic Bible



Golden fruit in figured silver baskets, is a word spoken on fitting occasion.

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

Sustain me with raisin-cakes, refresh me with apples, - for sick with love, I am.

I said, I will ascend the palm-tree, I will lay hold of its fruit stalks - Oh then, let thy breasts, I pray thee, be like vine-clusters, And, the fragrance of thy nose, like apples;

THEYWho is this, coming up out of the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? HEUnder the apple-tree, I roused thee, where thy mother, was in pain with thee, where she was in pain who gave thee birth!

The vine, is abashed, and, the fig-tree, languisheth, - pomegranate, palm also, and apple - all the trees of the field, have withered, Yea abashed is gladness, away from the sons of men.


SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.


SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.


He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High, Under the shadow of the Almighty, will tarry,

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.

For thou hast become a help unto me, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I shout for joy.



He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High, Under the shadow of the Almighty, will tarry,

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.

For thou hast become a help unto me, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I shout for joy.



He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High, Under the shadow of the Almighty, will tarry,

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.

For thou hast become a help unto me, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I shout for joy.



He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High, Under the shadow of the Almighty, will tarry,

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.

For thou hast become a help unto me, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I shout for joy.



SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

The kingdom of the heavens is like unto, a treasure hid in the field, which a man, finding, hid, - and, by reason of his joy, withdraweth and selleth whatsoever he hath, and buyeth that field. Again, the kingdom of the heavens is, like, unto, a merchant, seeking beautiful pearls, - and, finding one very precious pearl, departing, he at once sold all things, whatsoever he had, and bought it.

SHE.My beloved, is white and ruddy, conspicuous beyond ten thousand: His head, is pure gold, - his locks, are bushy, black as a raven; His eyes, like doves, by the channels of water, - bathing in milk, set as gems in a ring: read more.
His cheeks, like a raised bed of balsam, growing plants of perfume, - His lips, lilies, dripping with myrrh distilling: His hands, cylinders of gold, set with topaz, - His body, wrought work of ivory, covered with sapphires: His legs, pillars of white marble, founded on sockets of gold, - His form, like Lebanon, choice as cedars: His mouth, most sweet, yea, altogether, he is delightful, - This, is my beloved, yea, this, is my dear one, ye daughters of Jerusalem.


He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High, Under the shadow of the Almighty, will tarry,

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.

For thou hast become a help unto me, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I shout for joy.



He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High, Under the shadow of the Almighty, will tarry,

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

Show me favour, O God, Show me favour, For, in thee, hath my soul sought refuge, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I seek refuge, Until the storm of ruin pass by.

For thou hast become a help unto me, - And, in the shadow of thy wings, will I shout for joy.



When one was cutting him down cedars, Then took he a holm-tree and an oak, And secured them for himself, among the trees of the forest, - He planted a fir-tree and the pouring rain made it grow;

SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.

THEYWho is this, coming up out of the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? HEUnder the apple-tree, I roused thee, where thy mother, was in pain with thee, where she was in pain who gave thee birth!

The vine, is abashed, and, the fig-tree, languisheth, - pomegranate, palm also, and apple - all the trees of the field, have withered, Yea abashed is gladness, away from the sons of men.


SHEAs an apple-tree among the trees of the forest, So, is my beloved, among the sons: In his shade, I greatly delighted and sat down, And, his fruit, was sweet to my taste.