Canticles 5.5 (AKJV) |
canticles 5.5: i rose vp to open to my beloued, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweete smelling myrrhe, vpon the handles of the locke. |
i rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrhe, upon the handles of the lock |
False |
0.922 |
0.973 |
1.538 |
Canticles 5.5 (Geneva) |
canticles 5.5: i rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe vpon the handels of the barre. |
i rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrhe, upon the handles of the lock |
False |
0.896 |
0.895 |
0.091 |
Canticles 5.5 (Douay-Rheims) |
canticles 5.5: i arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh. |
i rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrhe, upon the handles of the lock |
False |
0.881 |
0.944 |
0.902 |
Canticles 5.5 (AKJV) |
canticles 5.5: i rose vp to open to my beloued, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweete smelling myrrhe, vpon the handles of the locke. |
yet when it begins to get from under that neglect, nothing on this side god himself, can give any satisfying satisfaction, cant. 5.5. i rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrhe, upon the handles of the lock |
False |
0.853 |
0.968 |
1.577 |
Canticles 5.5 (Douay-Rheims) |
canticles 5.5: i arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh. |
yet when it begins to get from under that neglect, nothing on this side god himself, can give any satisfying satisfaction, cant. 5.5. i rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrhe, upon the handles of the lock |
False |
0.846 |
0.943 |
0.947 |
Canticles 5.5 (Geneva) |
canticles 5.5: i rose vp to open to my welbeloued, and mine hands did drop downe myrrhe, and my fingers pure myrrhe vpon the handels of the barre. |
yet when it begins to get from under that neglect, nothing on this side god himself, can give any satisfying satisfaction, cant. 5.5. i rose up to open to my beloved, and my hands dropped with myrrhe, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrhe, upon the handles of the lock |
False |
0.832 |
0.87 |
0.13 |