Song of Solomon 1:15

King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

Cross References

Song of Solomon 4:1

Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gil´e-ad.

Song of Solomon 5:12

his eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set:

Song of Solomon 4:7

Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.

Malachi 2:14

Yet ye say, Wherefore? Because the Lord hath been witness between thee and the wife of thy youth, against whom thou hast dealt treacherously: yet is she thy companion, and the wife of thy covenant.

Song of Solomon 7:6

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

Song of Solomon 6:4

Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

Song of Solomon 5:2

I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that 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.

Song of Solomon 4:10

How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! How much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

Song of Solomon 2:13

the fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

Song of Solomon 2:10

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

Song of Solomon 1:8

If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents.

Song of Solomon 1:9

I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

Song of Solomon 1:16

Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

Song of Solomon 6:10

Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners?

Song of Solomon 7:7

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.