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Song of Solomon 5:4 - New Revised Standard Version

4 My beloved thrust his hand into the opening, and my inmost being yearned for him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, And my bowels were moved for him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my heart was moved for him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, And my heart was moved for him.

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Common English Bible

4 My love put his hand in through the latch hole, and my body ached for him.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 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.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.

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Song of Solomon 5:4
12 Tagairtí Cros  

With that, Joseph hurried out, because he was overcome with affection for his brother, and he was about to weep. So he went into a private room and wept there.


In the six hundredth year of Noah's life, in the second month, on the seventeenth day of the month, on that day all the fountains of the great deep burst forth, and the windows of the heavens were opened.


But the woman whose son was alive said to the king—because compassion for her son burned within her—“Please, my lord, give her the living boy; certainly do not kill him!” The other said, “It shall be neither mine nor yours; divide it.”


Your people will offer themselves willingly on the day you lead your forces on the holy mountains. From the womb of the morning, like dew, your youth will come to you.


Draw me after you, let us make haste. The king has brought me into his chambers. We will exult and rejoice in you; we will extol your love more than wine; rightly do they love you.


Is Ephraim my dear son? Is he the child I delight in? As often as I speak against him, I still remember him. Therefore I am deeply moved for him; I will surely have mercy on him, says the Lord.


A certain woman named Lydia, a worshiper of God, was listening to us; she was from the city of Thyatira and a dealer in purple cloth. The Lord opened her heart to listen eagerly to what was said by Paul.


But thanks be to God who put in the heart of Titus the same eagerness for you that I myself have.


for it is God who is at work in you, enabling you both to will and to work for his good pleasure.


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