Discovery Box| (0.03) | Psa 55:13 |
| But it is you, 1 a man like me, 2 my close friend in whom I confided. 3 |
| (0.03) | Psa 68:12 |
| Kings leading armies run away – they run away! 1 The lovely lady 2 of the house divides up the loot. |
| (0.03) | Psa 92:14 |
| They bear fruit even when they are old; they are filled with vitality and have many leaves. 1 |
| (0.03) | Pro 4:3 |
| When I was a son to my father, 1 a tender only child 2 before my mother, |
| (0.03) | Pro 11:22 |
| Like a gold ring 1 in a pig’s snout 2 is 3 a beautiful woman who rejects 4 discretion. 5 |
| (0.03) | Pro 13:1 |
| A wise son accepts 1 his father’s discipline, 2 but a scoffer 3 does not listen to rebuke. |
| (0.03) | Pro 14:1 |
| Every wise woman 1 builds 2 her household, 3 but a foolish woman tears it down with her own hands. |
| (0.03) | Pro 21:9 |
| It is better to live on a corner of the housetop 1 than in a house in company 2 with a quarrelsome wife. 3 |
| (0.03) | Pro 23:21 |
| because drunkards and gluttons become impoverished, and drowsiness 1 clothes them with rags. 2 |
| (0.03) | Pro 23:23 |
| Acquire 1 truth and do not sell it – wisdom, and discipline, and understanding. |
| (0.03) | Pro 25:11 |
| Like apples of gold in settings of silver, 1 so is a word skillfully spoken. 2 |
| (0.03) | Pro 25:24 |
| It is better to live on a corner of the housetop than in a house in company with a quarrelsome wife. 1 |
| (0.03) | Pro 26:23 |
| Like a coating of glaze 1 over earthenware are fervent 2 lips with an evil heart. 3 |
| (0.03) | Ecc 3:5 |
| A time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; |
| (0.03) | Sos 1:13 |
| My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh 1 spending the night 2 between my breasts. |
| (0.03) | Sos 1:14 |
| My beloved is like a cluster of henna blossoms 1 in the vineyards of En-Gedi. 2 |
| (0.03) | Sos 2:8 |
| The Beloved about Her Lover: Listen! 1 My lover is approaching! 2 Look! 3 Here he comes, leaping over the mountains, bounding over the hills! |
| (0.03) | Sos 2:16 |
| The Beloved about Her Lover: My lover is mine and I am his; he grazes among the lilies. 1 |
| (0.03) | Sos 4:14 |
| nard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon with every kind of spice, myrrh and aloes with all the finest spices. 1 |
| (0.03) | Sos 5:4 |
| My lover thrust his hand 1 through 2 the hole, 3 and my feelings 4 were stirred 5 for him. |
