Cantique des Cantiques 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 Cantique des Cantiques Chapter 6 connects to 10 cross-references. The daughters of Jerusalem ask where the beloved has gone. He has gone to his garden to gather lilies. The lover describes his beloved as unique as the moon, bright as the sun, awesome as an army with banners among …
Autres traductions
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.
Références croisées
And Leah said, Happy am I, for the daughters will call me blessed: and she called his name Asher.
For from the top of the rocks I see him, and from the hills I behold him: lo, the people …
Keep therefore and do them; for this is your wisdom and your understanding in the sight of the nations, which …
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 …