Canticles 5.2 (Geneva) - 0 |
canticles 5.2: i sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: |
yea, although it be the voice of their beloved: as the spouse, cant. 5.2, 3. i sleep, but my heart waketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh i have put off my coat, |
True |
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0.884 |
1.323 |
Canticles 5.2 (AKJV) |
canticles 5.2: i sleepe, but my heart waketh: it is the voyce of my beloued that knocketh, saying, open to me, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for my head is filled with dewe, and my lockes with the drops of the night. |
yea, although it be the voice of their beloved: as the spouse, cant. 5.2, 3. i sleep, but my heart waketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh i have put off my coat, |
True |
0.798 |
0.842 |
1.174 |
Canticles 5.2 (Geneva) - 0 |
canticles 5.2: i sleepe, but mine heart waketh, it is the voyce of my welbeloued that knocketh, saying, open vnto mee, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: |
i sleep, but my heart waketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh i have put off my coat, |
True |
0.785 |
0.932 |
1.063 |
Canticles 5.2 (AKJV) |
canticles 5.2: i sleepe, but my heart waketh: it is the voyce of my beloued that knocketh, saying, open to me, my sister, my loue, my doue, my vndefiled: for my head is filled with dewe, and my lockes with the drops of the night. |
i sleep, but my heart waketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh i have put off my coat, |
True |
0.78 |
0.913 |
0.943 |
Canticles 5.2 (Douay-Rheims) - 1 |
canticles 5.2: the voice of my beloved knocking: |
yea, although it be the voice of their beloved: as the spouse, cant. 5.2, 3. i sleep, but my heart waketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh i have put off my coat, |
True |
0.766 |
0.687 |
7.776 |
Canticles 5.2 (Douay-Rheims) |
canticles 5.2: i sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights. |
i sleep, but my heart waketh, it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh i have put off my coat, |
True |
0.723 |
0.845 |
3.383 |