 | John Skinner - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 582
...supposition. VER. 2 — / sleep, but my heart waketh ; it is the voice qf'my Beloved that knockcth, saying, Open to me> . . my sister, my love, my dove,...my undefiled ; for my head is filled with dew, and mi/ locks with the drops of the night. I sleep, but my heart waketh — An abrupt introduction, uncertain... | |
 | 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 1150
...calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense ; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices : ink, is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undehled : for my head is tilled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. 3 I have put off... | |
 | Richard Sibbes - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 488
...argument of thofe inconveniences Chrift had fuffered in his waiting for entertainment in her heart. " For my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." All which aggravates her offence, and his rare goodnefs and patience towards miferable finners, fo... | |
 | Church of Scotland - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 636
...Ver. 7. Will the Lord cast off for ever ? and will he be favourable no more ? EsV. Cant. •fr. 2, I sleep, but my heart waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my »iSter, my love, my dove, my untletilcul : for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops... | |
 | Age - 1810 - عدد الصفحات: 340
...with another : SO Of course to other hands it fell In am'rous practice to excel ; me my love, my dove, for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night. " Oh ! thou fairest among women, go thy way, &c. " Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels ; thy... | |
 | William Huntington (works.) - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 408
...about. One morning, as I awoke early, this passage came to my mind, " I sleep, but my heart awaketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying,...with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." This came with such power, and with such delight, as I cannot describe; but still I fear, because I... | |
 | William Huntington (works.) - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 444
...nothing awake but poor honest conscience, and he was not attended to. " I sleep, but my heart awaketh. It is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love." Though the spouse was asleep, her heart was not; and, however dead asleep, yet she knew the voice of... | |
 | William Huntington (works.) - 1811 - عدد الصفحات: 448
...this the Lord did not altogether, yet he communed with my mind when I was asleep; as it is written, " I sleep, but my heart waketh; it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh," Songv. 2. And, when I arose in the morning, and the sun began to shine, it was as if the glory of God... | |
 | William Huntington - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 402
...indifferent, and every grace dormant and inactive, felt her heart, her conscience alive and upon the watch: " I' sleep, but my heart waketh; it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh. " She had life, and felt his reproofs, and knew where the voice came from, and calls him her beloved,... | |
 | 1813 - عدد الصفحات: 580
...have drunk my wine with my milk : eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved. Ver. ?. I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved for the fruit of it in due time >: but, if they see they have failed in either, they are to be humbled... | |
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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. 
