13 Bible Verses about Admiration

The glory of young men is their strength; and the beauty of old men is the gray head.

And I saw the woman drunk with the blood of the saints and with the blood of the martyrs of Jesus. And when I saw her, I marveled with a great marveling.

Then Mary took a pound of ointment of pure spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped His feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the odor of the ointment.

when He shall come to be glorified in His saints and to be admired in all those who believe (because our testimony among you was believed) in that Day.

Jesus said to her, Do not touch Me, for I have not yet ascended to My Father. But go to My brothers and say to them, I ascend to My Father and Your Father, and to My God and your God.

Consider the lilies, how they grow; they do not toil, they do not spin. And yet I say to you that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothes the grass (which today is in the field, and tomorrow is cast into the oven) how much more will He clothe you, O little-faiths?

And, brothers, we beseech you to know those who labor among you, and are over you in the Lord, and who admonish you, and to esteem them very highly in love for their work's sake. Be at peace among yourselves.

looking to Jesus the Author and Finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and sat down at the right of the throne of God.

But we all, with our face having been unveiled, having beheld the glory of the Lord as in a mirror, are being changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by the Lord Spirit.

Behold, you are beautiful, My love. Behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are like doves' from behind your veil; your hair is like a flock of goats that appear from Mount Gilead. Your teeth are like a flock of shorn sheep, which came up from the washing; they all are bearing twins and not one is barren among them. Your lips are like a cord of scarlet, and your speech is becoming; your temples are like a piece of pomegranate behind your veil.read more.
Your neck is like the tower of David built for an armory, on which there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, feeding among the lilies. Until when the day blows, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and to the hill of frankincense. You are all fair, My love; no blemish is in you.

O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as inspiring as an army with banners. Turn away your eyes from Me, for they have overcome Me; your hair is like a flock of goats that appears from Gilead. Your teeth are like a flock of ewes which go up from the washing; they all are bearing twins, and a barren one is not among them.read more.
Your temples behind your veil are like a piece of pomegranate. There are sixty queens, and eighty concubines, and virgins without number. But My dove, My undefiled is one alone. She is the only one of her mother. She is the choice of her who bore her. The daughters saw her and blessed her; the queens and the concubines saw her, and they praised her.

How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman. Your navel is like a round goblet, which never lacks mixed wine; your belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies. Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.read more.
Your neck is like a tower of ivory; your eyes like the fish-pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Beth-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus. Your head on you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple cloth; the King is held captive in its tresses. How beautiful and how pleasant you are, O love, for delights! Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes. I said, I will go up in the palm tree, I will take hold of its stalk. And please let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose like apples; and the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my Beloved, that goes down smoothly for my Beloved, flowing softly over the lips of sleeping ones.

My Beloved is bright and ruddy, standing out among ten thousand. His head is like refined gold; His locks are bushy, black as a raven. His eyes are as doves' eyes on the rivers of waters, washed with milk, sitting on a setting.read more.
His cheeks are like a bed of spices, a raised bed of aromatic herbs. His lips are as lilies dropping flowing myrrh. His hands are like rings of gold filled with jewels; His body an ivory plate overlaid with sapphires. His legs are like pillars of marble set on sockets of fine gold; His face is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars. His mouth is most sweet; yes, He is altogether lovely. This is my Beloved, and this is my Friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.