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Authors: Tyndale
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16
 But thanks
be
to God, which put the same earnest care into the heart of Titus for you.
17
 For indeed he accepted the exhortation; but being more forward, of his own accord he went unto you.
18
 And we have sent with him the brother, whose praise
is
in the gospel throughout all the churches;
19
 and not
that
only, but who was also chosen of the churches to travel with us with this grace, which is administered by us to the glory of the same Lord, and
declaration of
your ready mind:
20
 avoiding this, that no man should blame us in this abundance which is administered by us:
21
 providing for honest things, not only in the sight of the Lord, but also in the sight of men.
22
 And we have sent with them our brother, whom we have oftentimes proved diligent in many things, but now much more diligent, upon the great confidence which
I have
in you.
23
 Whether
any do inquire
of Titus,
he is
my partner and fellowhelper concerning you: or our brethren
be inquired of, they are
the messengers of the churches,
and
the glory of Christ.
24
 Wherefore shew ye to them, and before the churches, the proof of your love, and of our boasting on your behalf.
A Psalm of Asaph.
1
 The mighty God,
even
the L
ORD
, hath spoken, and called the earth from the rising of the sun unto the going down thereof.
2
 Out of Zion, the perfection of beauty, God hath shined.
3
 Our God shall come, and shall not keep silence: a fire shall devour before him, and it shall be very tempestuous round about him.
4
 He shall call to the heavens from above, and to the earth, that he may judge his people.
5
 Gather my saints together unto me; those that have made a covenant with me by sacrifice.
6
 And the heavens shall declare his righteousness: for God
is
judge himself. Selah.
7
 Hear, O my people, and I will speak; O Israel, and I will testify against thee: I
am
God,
even
thy God.
8
 I will not reprove thee for thy sacrifices or thy burnt offerings,
to have been
continually before me.
9
 I will take no bullock out of thy house,
nor
he goats out of thy folds.
10
 For every beast of the forest
is
mine,
and
the cattle upon a thousand hills.
11
 I know all the fowls of the mountains: and the wild beasts of the field
are
mine.
12
 If I were hungry, I would not tell thee: for the world
is
mine, and the fulness thereof.
13
 Will I eat the flesh of bulls, or drink the blood of goats?
14
 Offer unto God thanksgiving; and pay thy vows unto the most High:
15
 And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.
16
 But unto the wicked God saith, What hast thou to do to declare my statutes, or
that
thou shouldest take my covenant in thy mouth?
17
 Seeing thou hatest instruction, and castest my words behind thee.
18
 When thou sawest a thief, then thou consentedst with him, and hast been partaker with adulterers.
19
 Thou givest thy mouth to evil, and thy tongue frameth deceit.
20
 Thou sittest
and
speakest against thy brother; thou slanderest thine own mother's son.
21
 These
things
hast thou done, and I kept silence; thou thoughtest that I was altogether
such an one
as thyself:
but
I will reprove thee, and set
them
in order before thine eyes.
22
 Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear
you
in pieces, and
there be
none to deliver.
23
 Whoso offereth praise glorifieth me: and to him that ordereth
his
conversation
aright
will I shew the salvation of God.
22
 Rob not the poor, because he
is
poor: neither oppress the afflicted in the gate:
23
 For the L
ORD
will plead their cause, and spoil the soul of those that spoiled them.
1
 I am come into my garden, my sister,
my
spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk.
Eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
2
 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.
3
 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them?
4
 My beloved put in his hand by the hole
of the door,
and my bowels were moved for him.
5
 I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped
with
myrrh, and my fingers
with
sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
6
 I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself,
and
was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer.
7
 The watchmen that went about the city found me, they smote me, they wounded me; the keepers of the walls took away my veil from me.
8
 I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem, if ye find my beloved, that ye tell him, that I
am
sick of love.
9
 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?
10
 My beloved
is
white and ruddy, the chiefest among ten thousand.
11
 His head
is as
the most fine gold, his locks
are
bushy,
and
black as a raven.
12
 His eyes
are
as
the eyes
of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk,
and
fitly set.
13
 His cheeks
are
as a bed of spices,
as
sweet flowers: his lips
like
lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
14
 His hands
are as
gold rings set with the beryl: his belly
is as
bright ivory overlaid
with
sapphires.
15
 His legs
are as
pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance
is
as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16
 His mouth
is
most sweet: yea, he
is
altogether lovely. This
is
my beloved, and this
is
my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
6:
1
 Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
2
 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3
 I
am
my beloved's, and my beloved
is
mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
4
 Thou
art
beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as
an army
with banners.
5
 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair
is
as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.
6
 Thy teeth
are
as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and
there is
not one barren among them.
7
 As a piece of a pomegranate
are
thy temples within thy locks.
8
 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
9
 My dove, my undefiled is
but
one; she
is
the
only
one of her mother, she
is
the choice
one
of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her;
yea,
the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
10
 Who
is
she
that
looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun,
and
terrible as
an army
with banners?
11
 I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley,
and
to see whether the vine flourished,
and
the pomegranates budded.
12
 Or ever I was aware, my soul made me
like
the chariots of Ammi-nadib.
13
 Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee.
What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies.
7:
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 Bath-rabbim: 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.
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 Baal-hamon; 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.