You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, lovely as Jerusalem, awe-inspiring as an army with banners.

我的佳偶啊，你美丽如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，威武如展开旌旗的军队。

我的佳偶啊，你美丽如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，威武如展开旌旗的军队。

我的佳偶啊，你美丽如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，威武如展开旌旗的军队。

我的爱人啊，你像得撒一样秀丽，像耶路撒冷一样佳美，像旌旗飘扬的军队一样威严。

我的佳偶啊！你美丽如得撒，秀丽如耶路撒冷，威武如展开旗帜的军队。

我的佳偶啊，你美麗如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，威武如展開旌旗的軍隊。

我的佳偶啊，你美麗如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，威武如展開旌旗的軍隊。

我的佳偶啊，你美麗如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，威武如展開旌旗的軍隊。

我的愛人啊，你像得撒一樣秀麗，像耶路撒冷一樣佳美，像旌旗飄揚的軍隊一樣威嚴。

我的佳偶啊！你美麗如得撒，秀麗如耶路撒冷，威武如展開旗幟的軍隊。

我的愛侶啊，你美麗如得撒，秀美如耶路撒冷，有威可畏，如旌旗林立的軍隊。

所羅門曰我之嘉偶、爾美好如得撒、豔麗如耶路撒冷、威儀如張幟之軍、

良人曰、愛妃有殊色、譬諸得撒、有麗容、譬諸耶路撒冷、有威儀、譬諸張幟之軍。

我之佳耦、爾美麗如提珥匝、提珥匝又作得撒嬌豔如耶路撒冷、嚴正如張幟之軍、

You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners.

“ My love, you are as beautiful as the city of Tirzah. You are as lovely as Jerusalem. You are as majestic as troops carrying their banners.

You are beautiful as Tirzah, my love, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

You are beautiful, my darling, like the lovely city of Tirzah. Yes, as beautiful as Jerusalem, as majestic as an army with billowing banners.

You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, lovely as Jerusalem, awe-inspiring as an army with banners.

“ You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, As lovely as Jerusalem, As awesome as an army with banners.

THE BELOVED: O my love, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, Lovely as Jerusalem, Awesome as an army with banners!

Thou art fair, O my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as an army with banners.

Thou[ art] beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as[ an army] with banners.

My darling, you are as beautiful as Tirzah, as lovely as Jerusalem, as awe-inspiring as bannered armies!

You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

Who is this who shines like the dawn— as beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun, awe-inspiring as an army with banners?

rising splendidly, is the joy of the whole earth. Mount Zion on the slopes of the north is the city of the great King.

Then Jeroboam’s wife got up and left and went to Tirzah. As she was crossing the threshold of the house, the boy died.

My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the crevices of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

I also saw the Holy City, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared like a bride adorned for her husband.

All who pass by scornfully clap their hands at you. They mock and shake their heads at Daughter Jerusalem: Is this the city that was called the perfection of beauty, the joy of the whole earth?

From Zion, the perfection of beauty, God appears in radiance.

You are absolutely beautiful, my darling, with no imperfection in you.

So you were adorned with gold and silver, and your clothing was made of fine linen, silk, and embroidered cloth. You ate fine flour, honey, and oil. You became extremely beautiful and attained royalty.Your fame spread among the nations because of your beauty, for it was perfect through My splendor, which I had bestowed on you.” This is the declaration of the Lord God.

since the weapons of our warfare are not worldly, but are powerful through God for the demolition of strongholds. We demolish arguments

Man is like a breath; his days are like a passing shadow.Lord, part Your heavens and come down. Touch the mountains, and they will smoke.Flash Your lightning and scatter the foe; shoot Your arrows and rout them.Reach down from heaven; rescue me from deep water, and set me free from the grasp of foreignerswhose mouths speak lies, whose right hands are deceptive.

When Baasha heard about it, he quit building Ramah and stayed in Tirzah.

In the third year of Judah’s King Asa, Baasha son of Ahijah became king over all Israel and reigned in Tirzah 24 years.

On that day I will make Jerusalem a heavy stone for all the peoples; all who try to lift it will injure themselves severely when all the nations of the earth gather against her.

I sleep, but my heart is awake. A sound! My love is knocking! Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one. For my head is drenched with dew, my hair with droplets of the night.

How beautiful are your tents, Jacob, your dwellings, Israel.They stretch out like river valleys, like gardens beside a stream, like aloes the Lord has planted, like cedars beside the water.Water will flow from his buckets, and his seed will be by abundant water. His king will be greater than Agag, and his kingdom will be exalted.God brought him out of Egypt; He is like the horns of a wild ox for them. He will feed on enemy nations and gnaw their bones; he will strike them with his arrows.He crouches, he lies down like a lion or a lioness— who dares to rouse him? Those who bless you will be blessed, and those who curse you will be cursed.

The armies that were in heaven followed Him on white horses, wearing pure white linen.A sharp sword came from His mouth, so that He might strike the nations with it. He will shepherd them with an iron scepter. He will also trample the winepress of the fierce anger of God, the Almighty.And He has a name written on His robe and on His thigh: KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.

How beautiful you are, my darling. How very beautiful! Your eyes are doves.

He did this to present the church to Himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or anything like that, but holy and blameless.

Daughters of Jerusalem, I am dark like the tents of Kedar, yet lovely like the curtains of Solomon.