| 1878 - 496 pages
...which the cold dews of night were glistening — and this was the verse : " Open to me, ray sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled : for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of night." When Ottilie opened the door, what a sight met her eyes... | |
| Robert Murray M'Cheyne - 1847 - 532 pages
...half-sleeping, half-waking frame, she heard the voice of her beloved husband : " 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." But sloth prevailed with her, and she would not open,... | |
| Alexander M'Leod - 1847 - 300 pages
...understood and appreciated — 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. In despite of the condescension and love expressed,... | |
| Thomas Boston - 1848 - 670 pages
...to open. 2. Progressive opening. So saints open to him. To them Christ says, " Open to me my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled ; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with drops of the night." This is an opening more and more to the King of glory.... | |
| John Westwood (of Huntingdon.) - 1848 - 72 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. Here we find the spouse to be in a sleepy state : it... | |
| 1851 - 512 pages
...waketh : it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying : Bridegroom. — 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. Bride. — I have put off my coat, how shall I put it... | |
| 1851 - 746 pages
...not thy most ardent love ! Well might He plead with thee and exclaim, — " 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." And canst thou give thy heart to another ! or wilt... | |
| Robert Shittler - 1853 - 588 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. 3 I have put off my coat ; how shall I put it on ? I... | |
| George Burrowes - 1853 - 542 pages
...by Upham, vol. i. 201. 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. Our view of the nature of the Song makes it unnecessary... | |
| Edmund Clay - 1853 - 360 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. This evidently is not an unconscious state. It is a... | |
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