 | Anne Dutton - 2003 - 484 pages
...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." Oh, boundless love, that Christ should speak thus to... | |
 | Jessica Hendra - 2009 - 316 pages
...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." He didn't stop. "My dove, my undefiled is but one;... | |
 | Walter Curtis Lichfield - 2005 - 626 pages
...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." 5:3 I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on?... | |
 | Christopher - 2006 - 562 pages
...heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, (The Lord) 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. The Lord is cold and wet, and wishes to come in out... | |
 | Robert Barry Davis - 2006 - 112 pages
...abundantly, O beloved, I sleep, but my heart waketh; it is the voice of my beloved, saying, open to me, my love, my dove, my undefiled, for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night." Jesus came into His garden, the earth, and offered... | |
 | H. A. Ironside - 2006 - 182 pages
...knock of the beloved one who has returned from a distant journey and he cries, "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." We have the same picture in the New Testament in the... | |
 | Christine Fielder, Chris King - 2006 - 562 pages
...between hard-core sex and the quest for romantic love which knows no confines. 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. My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door,... | |
 | James Hudson Taylor - 2007 - 97 pages
...asleep, bat my heart waked : 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, My locks with the drops of the night. How often the position of the Bridegroom is that of a knocking... | |
 | Kimily Thompson - 2008 - 188 pages
...cannot speak. I sleep but my heart waketh, It is the voice of my beloved, Saying, open to me, my sister, my love, My dove, my undefiled. For my head is filled with dew And my lock with the drops of the night. Who died for us, whether we wake or sleep, We should live... | |
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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. 
