Cantares 6:9
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.
Context
This verse from Cantares Chapter 6 connects to 10 cross-references. El rey reinará con justicia y sus príncipes gobernarán con equidad; el pródigo ya no será llamado noble ni el avaro generoso. Una mujer noble en Nínive traza planes en favor de los pobres. El terreno fértil se convertirá en …
Otras traducciones
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 called her blessed; Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
One is my dove, my perfect one, One she <FI>is<Fi> of her mother, The choice one she <FI>is<Fi> of her that bare her, Daughters saw, and pronounce her happy, Queens and concubines, and they praise her.
My dove, my very beautiful one, is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the dearest one of her who gave her birth. The daughters saw her, and gave her a blessing; yes, the queens and the servant-wives, and they gave her praises.
Referencias cruzadas
And Leah said, Happy am I, for the daughters will call me blessed: and she called his name Asher.
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For what nation is there so great, who hath God so nigh unto them, as the Lord our God is …
Happy art thou, O Israel: who is like unto thee, O people saved by the Lord, the shield of thy …
Kings’ daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.
Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The Lord …
Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.
Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me …