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...Soloj^Zbolo Solomon, defcribing his Spoufe, makes Ufes beautifully of the fame, Cantic* C. 6. " Who is file that " looketh forth as the Morning, fair as the Moon, « clear as the Sun, and terrible as an Army with " Banners? Broukhus^ The Amaranthus glowing Red.] The Amaranthns...

...fpoke the language, in a considerable degree, fet forth by way of enquiry, Cant. vi. 10. " Who is me ! that looketh forth as ** the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the fun, " and terrible as an army with banners ?" Terrible indeed they were to the man of fin, the fon...

...nothing at fetting it forth. The ' foul will be filled with holy admiration, and * fay, *' Who is me that looketh forth as the " morning, fair as the moon, clear as the fun, " and terrible as an army with banners." ' Although the foul has at times to behold the glory,...

...inferior to any of the reft of it, and I am particularly pleafed with the tenth verfe, " "Who is me that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the fun, and terrible as an army with banners ?" I never read thefe charming words but with a double pleafurc,...

...beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah ; comely, as Jerufalem ; terrible, as an army with banners. " WHO is fhe, that looketh forth, as the morning.; fair, as the moon, clear, as .the fun,and.terrible,as an army with banners." AGAIN the Poem returns to its ufuul beauty and elegance....

...threatened calamity. One defcription of the church, in its moft perfect ftate on earth, is that flie looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the fuñí and terrible as an army with banners. A well difciplined army, every man in his place and rank,...

...wonderful works to the children of men: my beloved is mine, and I am his, he fecdeth among; the lilies. " Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners ?" who but the beloved, the spouse of Jesus, in whose heart...

...upon thine arm : for love is strong as death ; jealousy is cruel as the grave. Chap. vi. 10, 1 1 — Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners ? I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of...

...daughters saw her, and blessed her ; [yea,] the queens and the concubines, and they praised hep. 10 Who [is] she [that] looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, [and] terrible as an [army] with ban1 1 ners ? I went down into the garden of nuts to see the...