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Song of Solomon 1:8 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

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.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 If you do not know [where your lover is], O you fairest among women, run along, follow the tracks of the flock, and [amuse yourself by] pasturing your kids beside the shepherds' tents.

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American Standard Version (1901)

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.

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Common English Bible

8 If you don’t know your way, most beautiful of women, then follow the tracks of the herds and graze your little goats by the tents of the shepherds.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 Bride to Chorus: O daughters of Jerusalem: I am black, but shapely, like the tabernacles of Kedar, like the tents of Solomon.

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Song of Solomon 1:8
25 Tagairtí Cros  

but to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.


so shall the King greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.


The King's daughter is all glorious within: her clothing is of wrought gold.


Blessed is the man that heareth me, watching daily at my gates, waiting at the posts of my doors.


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


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


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.


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!


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


What is thy beloved more than another beloved, O thou fairest among women? What is thy beloved more than another beloved, that thou dost so charge us?


Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.


Thus saith the Lord, Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls. But they said, We will not walk therein.


So when they had dined, Jesus saith to Simon Peter, Simon, son of Jona, lovest thou me more than these? He saith unto him, Yea, Lord; thou knowest that I love thee. He saith unto him, Feed my lambs.


Be ye followers of me, even as I also am of Christ.


that he might present it to himself a glorious church, not having spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing; but that it should be holy and without blemish.


Remember them which have the rule over you, who have spoken unto you the word of God: whose faith follow, considering the end of their conversation.


that ye be not slothful, but followers of them who through faith and patience inherit the promises.


Was not Abraham our father justified by works, when he had offered Isaac his son upon the altar?


Likewise also was not Rahab the harlot justified by works, when she had received the messengers, and had sent them out another way?


Take, my brethren, the prophets, who have spoken in the name of the Lord, for an example of suffering affliction, and of patience.


even as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord: whose daughters ye are, as long as ye do well, and are not afraid with any amazement.


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