Song of Solomon 2:15 · KJV
“Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines {have} tender grapes.”
— Song of Solomon 2:15
O my dove, {that art} in the clefts of the rock, in the secret {places} of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet {is} thy voice, and thy countenance {is} comely.
My beloved {is} mine, and I {am} his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Song of Solomon 2 — Context
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines {with} the tender grape give a {good} smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
14O my dove, {that art} in the clefts of the rock, in the secret {places} of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet {is} thy voice, and thy countenance {is} comely.
15Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines {have} tender grapes.
16My beloved {is} mine, and I {am} his: he feedeth among the lilies.
17Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved, and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of Bether. {of Bether: or, of division}
Cross References
Luke 13:32
And he said unto them, Go ye, and tell that fox, Behold, I cast out devils, and I do cures to day and to morrow, and the third {day} I shall be perfected.
2 Peter 2:1-3
But there were false prophets also among the people, even as there shall be false teachers among you, who privily shall bring in damnable heresies, even denying the Lord that bought them, and bring upon themselves swift destruction.
Song of Solomon 7:12
Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, {whether} the tender grape appear, {and} the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. {appear: Heb. open}
Psalms 80:13
The boar out of the wood doth waste it, and the wild beast of the field doth devour it.
Ezekiel 13:4-16
O Israel, thy prophets are like the foxes in the deserts.
Revelation 2:2
I know thy works, and thy labour, and thy patience, and how thou canst not bear them which are evil: and thou hast tried them which say they are apostles, and are not, and hast found them liars:
Song of Solomon 2:13
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines {with} the tender grape give a {good} smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
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