And Joseph made haste; for his bowels did yearn upon his brother: and he sought where to weep; and he entered into his chamber, and wept there.
Song of Solomon 5:4 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, And my bowels were moved for him. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my heart was moved for him. American Standard Version (1901) My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, And my heart was moved for him. Common English Bible My love put his hand in through the latch hole, and my body ached for him. Catholic Public Domain Version Groom to Bride: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my immaculate one. For my head is full of dew, and the locks of my hair are full of the drops of the night. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch. |
And Joseph made haste; for his bowels did yearn upon his brother: and he sought where to weep; and he entered into his chamber, and wept there.
In the six hundredth year of Noah's life, in the second month, the seventeenth day of the month, the same day were all the fountains of the great deep broken up, and the windows of heaven were opened.
Then spake the woman whose the living child was unto the king, for her bowels yearned upon her son, and she said, O my lord, give her the living child, and in no wise slay it. But the other said, Let it be neither mine nor thine, but divide it.
Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.
Draw me, we will run after thee: the King hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
Is E´phra-im my dear son? is he a pleasant child? for since I spake against him, I do earnestly remember him still: therefore my bowels are troubled for him; I will surely have mercy upon him, saith the Lord.
And a certain woman named Lydia, a seller of purple, of the city of Thy-ati´ra, which worshipped God, heard us: whose heart the Lord opened, that she attended unto the things which were spoken of Paul.
But thanks be to God, which put the same earnest care into the heart of Titus for you.
for it is God which worketh in you both to will and to do of his good pleasure.