Song of Solomon 4:5

For although by this time you should be teachers, you again need to have someone teach you the rudiments of the first principles of the revelations of God. You have come to need milk, and not solid food.

but speaking truth in love, we may grow up in all things into him who is the head, Christ,

I fed you with milk, not with meat; for you weren’t yet ready. Indeed, you aren’t ready even now,

For everyone who lives on milk is not experienced in the word of righteousness, for he is a baby.

My beloved is like a roe or a young deer. Behold, he stands behind our wall! He looks in at the windows. He glances through the lattice.

and said, “Most certainly I tell you, unless you turn, and become as little children, you will in no way enter into the Kingdom of Heaven.

The children of Israel were fruitful, and increased abundantly, and multiplied, and grew exceedingly mighty; and the land was filled with them.

I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.

It will blossom abundantly, and rejoice even with joy and singing. Lebanon’s glory will be given to it, the excellence of Carmel and Sharon. They will see Yahweh’s glory, the excellence of our God.

But when Jesus saw it, he was moved with indignation, and said to them, “Allow the little children to come to me! Don’t forbid them, for God’s Kingdom belongs to such as these.

Most certainly I tell you, whoever will not receive God’s Kingdom like a little child, he will in no way enter into it.”

Brothers, don’t be children in thoughts, yet in malice be babies, but in thoughts be mature.

For this cause we also thank God without ceasing, that when you received from us the word of the message of God, you accepted it not as the word of men, but as it is in truth, the word of God, which also works in you who believe.

We are bound to always give thanks to God for you, brothers, even as it is appropriate, because your faith grows exceedingly, and the love of each and every one of you toward one another abounds,

But grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. To him be the glory both now and forever. Amen.

Yahweh your God has multiplied you, and behold, you are today as the stars of the sky for multitude.

All your garments smell like myrrh, aloes, and cassia. Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made you glad.

My beloved is mine, and I am his. He browses among the lilies.

Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?

I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine. He browses among the lilies.

Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.

Come away, my beloved! Be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices!

“Hey! Come, everyone who thirsts, to the waters! Come, he who has no money, buy, and eat! Yes, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price.

Let’s acknowledge Yahweh. Let’s press on to know Yahweh. As surely as the sun rises, Yahweh will appear. He will come to us like the rain, like the spring rain that waters the earth.”

Why are you anxious about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow. They don’t toil, neither do they spin,

Nicodemus, who at first came to Jesus by night, also came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about a hundred Roman pounds.

We were buried therefore with him through baptism into death, that just as Christ was raised from the dead through the glory of the Father, so we also might walk in newness of life.

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to his great mercy caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead,

My doctrine will drop as the rain. My speech will condense as the dew, as the misty rain on the tender grass, as the showers on the herb.

Isn’t my house so with God? Yet he has made with me an everlasting covenant, ordered in all things, and sure, for it is all my salvation, and all my desire, although he doesn’t make it grow.

My root is spread out to the waters. The dew lies all night on my branch.

Does the rain have a father? Or who fathers the drops of dew?

Ask of me, and I will give the nations for your inheritance, the uttermost parts of the earth for your possession.

But the path of the righteous is like the dawning light that shines more and more until the perfect day.

Drink water out of your own cistern, running water out of your own well.

A loving doe and a graceful deer— let her breasts satisfy you at all times. Be captivated always with her love.

The king’s wrath is like the roaring of a lion, but his favor is like dew on the grass.

I am a rose of Sharon, a lily of the valleys.

Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be like a roe or a young deer on the mountains of Bether.

I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.

Your dead shall live. My dead bodies shall arise. Awake and sing, you who dwell in the dust; for your dew is like the dew of herbs, and the earth will cast out the departed spirits.

In days to come, Jacob will take root. Israel will blossom and bud. They will fill the surface of the world with fruit.

In all your abominations and your prostitution you have not remembered the days of your youth, when you were naked and bare, and were wallowing in your blood.

The remnant of Jacob will be among many peoples, like dew from Yahweh, like showers on the grass, that don’t wait for man, nor wait for the sons of men.

“For the seed of peace and the vine will yield its fruit, and the ground will give its increase, and the heavens will give their dew; and I will cause the remnant of this people to inherit all these things.

Rejoice greatly, daughter of Zion! Shout, daughter of Jerusalem! Behold, your King comes to you! He is righteous, and having salvation; lowly, and riding on a donkey, even on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

who were born not of blood, nor of the will of the flesh, nor of the will of man, but of God.

So when they had eaten their breakfast, Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon, son of Jonah, do you love me more than these?” He said to him, “Yes, Lord; you know that I have affection for you.” He said to him, “Feed my lambs.”

But the Jerusalem that is above is free, which is the mother of us all.

having been born again, not of corruptible seed, but of incorruptible, through the word of God, which lives and remains forever.

having good behavior among the nations, so in that of which they speak against you as evildoers, they may by your good works, which they see, glorify God in the day of visitation.

It shall happen that the rod of the man whom I shall choose shall bud. I will make the murmurings of the children of Israel, which they murmur against you, cease from me.”

About Joseph he said, “His land is blessed by Yahweh, for the precious things of the heavens, for the dew, for the deep that couches beneath,

behold, I will put a fleece of wool on the threshing floor. If there is dew on the fleece only, and it is dry on all the ground, then I’ll know that you will save Israel by my hand, as you have spoken.”

Manasseh was twelve years old when he began to reign, and he reigned fifty-five years in Jerusalem. His mother’s name was Hephzibah.

For this God is our God forever and ever. He will be our guide even to death.

God, you are my God. I will earnestly seek you. My soul thirsts for you. My flesh longs for you, in a dry and weary land, where there is no water.

I have chosen the way of truth. I have set your ordinances before me.

This is my comfort in my affliction, for your word has revived me.

I opened my mouth wide and panted, for I longed for your commandments.

Your promises have been thoroughly tested, and your servant loves them.

Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest them at noon; for why should I be as one who is veiled beside the flocks of your companions?

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, or by the hinds of the field, that you not stir up, nor awaken love, until it so desires.

I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends! Drink, yes, drink abundantly, beloved.

This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.

Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.

We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?

For Yahweh said to me, “I will be still, and I will see in my dwelling place, like clear heat in sunshine, like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.”

Whom will he teach knowledge? To whom will he explain the message? Those who are weaned from the milk, and drawn from the breasts?

that you may nurse and be satisfied at the comforting breasts; that you may drink deeply, and be delighted with the abundance of her glory.”

“But this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel after those days,” says Yahweh: “I will put my law in their inward parts, and I will write it in their heart. I will be their God, and they shall be my people.

I caused you to multiply as that which grows in the field, and you increased and grew great, and you attained to excellent ornament. Your breasts were formed, and your hair grew; yet you were naked and bare.

I clothed you also with embroidered work, and put sealskin sandals on you. I dressed you with fine linen and covered you with silk.

The male goat magnified himself exceedingly. When he was strong, the great horn was broken; and instead of it there came up four notable horns toward the four winds of the sky.

and I will shake all nations. The precious things of all nations will come, and I will fill this house with glory, says Yahweh of Armies.

that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith, to the end that you, being rooted and grounded in love,

“For this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel. After those days,” says the Lord; “I will put my laws into their mind, I will also write them on their heart. I will be their God, and they will be my people.

as newborn babies, long for the pure milk of the Word, that with it you may grow,

I will be like the dew to Israel. He will blossom like the lily, and send down his roots like Lebanon.