Assim diz o SENHOR: O céu é o meu trono, e a terra o escabelo dos meus pés; que casa me edificaríeis vós? E qual seria o lugar do meu descanso? Porque a minha mão fez todas estas coisas, e assim todas elas foram feitas, diz o SENHOR; mas para esse olharei, para o pobre e abatido de espírito, e que treme da minha palavra. [Isaías 66: 1-2]
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Antigo Testamento (324 dias)
King James Version: 236 de 324 dias
| Song of Songs: 7 |
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| 1. How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. |
| 2. Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. |
| 3. Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. |
| 4. Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. |
| 5. Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. |
| 6. How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! |
| 7. This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. |
| 8. I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples; |
| 9. And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. |
| 10. I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. |
| 11. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. |
| 12. Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. |
| 13. The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved. |
| Song of Songs: 8 |
| 1. O that thou wert as my brother, that sucked the breasts of my mother! when I should find thee without, I would kiss thee; yea, I should not be despised. |
| 2. I would lead thee, and bring thee into my mother's house, who would instruct me: I would cause thee to drink of spiced wine of the juice of my pomegranate. |
| 3. His left hand should be under my head, and his right hand should embrace me. |
| 4. I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, until he please. |
| 5. Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, leaning upon her beloved? I raised thee up under the apple tree: there thy mother brought thee forth: there she brought thee forth that bare thee. |
| 6. Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire, which hath a most vehement flame. |
| 7. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned. |
| 8. We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for? |
| 9. If she be a wall, we will build upon her a palace of silver: and if she be a door, we will inclose her with boards of cedar. |
| 10. I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour. |
| 11. Solomon had a vineyard at Baalhamon; he let out the vineyard unto keepers; every one for the fruit thereof was to bring a thousand pieces of silver. |
| 12. My vineyard, which is mine, is before me: thou, O Solomon, must have a thousand, and those that keep the fruit thereof two hundred. |
| 13. Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it. |
| 14. Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices. |
King James Version: 236 de 324 dias