Posted on 02/01/2021 6:13:17 AM PST by Hebrews 11:6
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| Part 1 | THE TEXT, AUGMENTED |
| Part 2 | THE ART, 1 |
| Part 3 | THE ART, 2 |
| Part 4 | MORE "ART": Chagall vs. Tschirch |
1 - 8 New International Version, emphases added Abrdgd: the complete text is in your Bible . |
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CHAPTER 1
1 Solomon’s Song of Songs.
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by DIANE E BERRY
"Song of Solomon 2".
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth—
for your love is more delightful than wine.. .
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3 Pleasing is the fragrance of your perfumes;
your name is like perfume poured out.. .
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No wonder the young women love you!
4 Take me away with you—let us hurry!
Let the king bring me into his chambers.Friends
We rejoice and delight in you;
we will praise your love more than wine.She
How right they are to adore you!
5 Dark am I, yet lovely,
daughters of Jerusalem,
dark like the tents of Kedar,
like the tent curtains of Solomon.. .
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6 Do not stare at me because I am dark,
because I am darkened by the sun.
My mother’s sons were angry with me
and made me take care of the vineyards;
my own vineyard I had to neglect.
7 Tell me, you whom I love,
where you graze your flock
and where you rest your sheep at midday.
Why should I be like a veiled woman
beside the flocks of your friends?Friends
8 If you do not know, most beautiful of women,
follow the tracks of the sheep
and graze your young goats
by the tents of the shepherds.He
9 I liken you, my darling, to a mare
among Pharaoh’s chariot horses.
10 Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings,
your neck with strings of jewels.. .
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11 We will make you earrings of gold,
studded with silver.She
12 While the king was at his table,
my perfume spread its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh
resting between my breasts.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms
from the vineyards of En Gedi.He
15 How beautiful you are, my darling!
Oh, how beautiful!
Your eyes are doves.. .
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16 How handsome you are, my beloved!
Oh, how charming!
And our bed is verdant.. .
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17 The beams of our house are cedars;
our rafters are firs..
CHAPTER 2
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1 I am a rose of Sharon,
a lily of the valleys.. .
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by MINDY NEWMAN
"I Am the Lily of the Valley". .
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by VERONICA MCDONALD
"Rose of Sharon". .
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by MARK LAWRENCE
"Jesus Christ, Rose of Sharon. Song of Solomon 2:1".
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2 Like a lily among thorns
is my darling among the young women.
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by PATRICK BENBOW
"Song of Solomon 2:2".
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3 Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest
is my beloved among the young men.. .
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I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste.
4 Let him lead me to the banquet hall,
and let his banner over me be love.. .
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by TERESA MARIE STAAL COWLEY
"Song of Solomon". .
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by CARLISS PROSSER
"His Banner Over Me Is Love". .
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by CATHERINE SALDANA
"Banner of Love". .
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by JENNIFER WOODS
"House of Wine".
5 Strengthen me with raisins,
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.. .
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6 His left arm is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.. .
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by AMY McCUTCHEON
"Song of Solomon 2:6".
7 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.. .
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8 Listen! My beloved!
Look! Here he comes,
leaping across the mountains,
bounding over the hills.. .
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9 My beloved is like a gazelle or a young stag.
Look! There he stands behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
peering through the lattice.. .
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"Through the Lattice". .
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by LARA
"Behind The Lattice".
10 My beloved spoke and said to me,
“Arise, my darling,
my beautiful one, come with me.. .
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by RACHEL K HARPHAM
"Arise". .
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11 See! The winter is past;
the rains are over and gone.. .
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12 Flowers appear on the earth;
the season of singing has come,
the cooing of doves
is heard in our land.. .
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by BRUCE NUTTING
"Singing of Birds is Come". .
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by RICHARD MacGREGOR
"The Voice of the Turtle". .
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by DIANE E. BERRY
"Song of Solomon 2". .
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by ROLAND KAY
"Song of Solomon 2:12 HOLY SCRIPTURE".
13 The fig tree forms its early fruit;
the blossoming vines spread their fragrance.
Arise, come, my darling;
my beautiful one, come with me.”He
14 My dove in the clefts of the rock,
in the hiding places on the mountainside,
show me your face,
let me hear your voice;
for your voice is sweet,
and your face is lovely.
15 Catch for us the foxes,
the little foxes
that ruin the vineyards,
our vineyards that are in bloom.. .
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by ALLIO JENNY
"Catch the Foxes".
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16 My beloved is mine and I am his;
he browses among the lilies.. .
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by MARCIE MAYO
"My Beloved". .
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by CELESTE DREWIEN
"Song of Solomon among the Lilies".
17 Until the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
on the rugged hills..
CHAPTER 3
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1 All night long on my bed
I looked for the one my heart loves;
I looked for him but did not find him.
2 I will get up now and go about the city,
through its streets and squares;
I will search for the one my heart loves.
So I looked for him but did not find him.
3 The watchmen found me
as they made their rounds in the city.
“Have you seen the one my heart loves?”
4 Scarcely had I passed them
when I found the one my heart loves.
I held him and would not let him go. .
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by AUDREY JEANNE ROBERTS
"BOHO Love - Deer Antlers Floral Inspirational".
till I had brought him to my mother’s house,
to the room of the one who conceived me.
5 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you
by the gazelles and by the does of the field:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.6 Who is this coming up from the wilderness
like a column of smoke,
perfumed with myrrh and incense
made from all the spices of the merchant?
7 Look! It is Solomon’s carriage,
escorted by sixty warriors,
the noblest of Israel,
8 all of them wearing the sword,
all experienced in battle,
each with his sword at his side,
prepared for the terrors of the night.
9 King Solomon made for himself the carriage;
he made it of wood from Lebanon.
10 Its posts he made of silver,
its base of gold.
Its seat was upholstered with purple,
its interior inlaid with love.
Daughters of Jerusalem, 11 come out,
and look, you daughters of Zion.
Look on King Solomon wearing a crown,
the crown with which his mother crowned him
on the day of his wedding,
the day his heart rejoiced..
CHAPTER 4
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1 How beautiful you are, my darling!
Oh, how beautiful!
Your eyes behind your veil are doves.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
descending from the hills of Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep just shorn,
coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin;
not one of them is alone.
3 Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;
your mouth is lovely.
Your temples behind your veil
are like the halves of a pomegranate.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David,
built with courses of stone;
on it hang a thousand shields,
all of them shields of warriors.
5 Your breasts are like two fawns,
like twin fawns of a gazelle
that browse among the lilies.
6 Until the day breaks
and the shadows flee,
I will go to the mountain of myrrh
and to the hill of incense.. .
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by RON CANTRELL
"The Mountain of Myrrh".
7 You are altogether beautiful, my darling;
there is no flaw in you..
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8 Come with me from Lebanon, my bride,
come with me from Lebanon.
Descend from the crest of Amana,
from the top of Senir, the summit of Hermon,
from the lions’ dens
and the mountain haunts of leopards.
9 You have stolen my heart, my sister, my bride;
you have stolen my heart. .
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with one glance of your eyes,
with one jewel of your necklace.
10 How delightful is your love, my sister, my bride!
How much more pleasing is your love than wine,
and the fragrance of your perfume
more than any spice!
11 Your lips drop sweetness as the honeycomb, my bride;
milk and honey are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments
is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 You are a garden locked up, my sister, my bride;
you are a spring enclosed, a sealed fountain.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates
with choice fruits,
with henna and nard,
14 nard and saffron,
calamus and cinnamon,
with every kind of incense tree,
with myrrh and aloes
and all the finest spices.
15 You are a garden fountain,
a well of flowing water
streaming down from Lebanon.She
16 Awake, north wind,
and come, south wind!
Blow on my garden,
that its fragrance may spread everywhere.
Let my beloved come into his garden
and taste its choice fruits.. .
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CHAPTER 5
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1 I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride;
I have gathered my myrrh with my spice.
I have eaten my honeycomb and my honey;
I have drunk my wine and my milk.Friends
Eat, friends, and drink;
drink your fill of love.She
2 I slept but my heart was awake.
Listen! My beloved is knocking:. .
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“Open to me, my sister, my darling,
my dove, my flawless one.
My head is drenched with dew,
my hair with the dampness of the night.”
3 I have taken off my robe—
must I put it on again?
I have washed my feet—
must I soil them again?
4 My beloved thrust his hand through the latch-opening;
my heart began to pound for him.
5 I arose to open for my beloved,
and my hands dripped with myrrh,
my fingers with flowing myrrh,
on the handles of the bolt.
6 I opened for my beloved,
but my beloved had left; he was gone.
My heart sank at his departure.
I looked for him but did not find him.
I called him but he did not answer.
7 The watchmen found me
as they made their rounds in the city.
They beat me, they bruised me;
they took away my cloak,
those watchmen of the walls!
8 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you—
if you find my beloved,
what will you tell him?
Tell him I am faint with love.Friends
9 How is your beloved better than others,
most beautiful of women?
How is your beloved better than others,
that you so charge us?She
10 My beloved is radiant and ruddy,
outstanding among ten thousand.. .
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11 His head is purest gold;
his hair is wavy
and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves
by the water streams,
washed in milk,
mounted like jewels.
13 His cheeks are like beds of spice
yielding perfume.
His lips are like lilies
dripping with myrrh.
14 His arms are rods of gold
set with topaz.
His body is like polished ivory
decorated with lapis lazuli.. .
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15 His legs are pillars of marble
set on bases of pure gold.
His appearance is like Lebanon,
choice as its cedars.
16 His mouth is sweetness itself;
he is altogether lovely.
This is my beloved, this is my friend,
daughters of Jerusalem.. .
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CHAPTER 6
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Friends
1 Where has your beloved gone,
most beautiful of women?
Which way did your beloved turn,
that we may look for him with you?She
2 My beloved has gone down to his garden,
to the beds of spices,
to browse in the gardens
and to gather lilies.. .
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3 I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;
he browses among the lilies.. .
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"Rebekah - Beloved".
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13 You who dwell in the gardens
with friends in attendance,
let me hear your voice!He 4 You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling,
as lovely as Jerusalem,
as majestic as troops with banners.
5 Turn your eyes from me;
they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
descending from Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
not one of them is missing.
7 Your temples behind your veil
are like the halves of a pomegranate.
8 Sixty queens there may be,
and eighty concubines,
and virgins beyond number;
9 but my dove, my perfect one, is unique,
the only daughter of her mother,
the favorite of the one who bore her.
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
the queens and concubines praised her.Friends
10 Who is this that appears like the dawn,
fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
majestic as the stars in procession?. .
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11 I went down to the grove of nut trees
to look at the new growth in the valley,
to see if the vines had budded
or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Before I realized it,
my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!. .
11 I went down to the grove of nut trees
to look at the new growth in the valley,
to see if the vines had budded
or the pomegranates were in bloom.
12 Before I realized it,
my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.Friends
13 You who dwell in the gardens
with friends in attendance,
let me hear your voice!
Why would you gaze on the Shulammite
as on the dance of Mahanaim?.
CHAPTER 7
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1 How beautiful your sandaled feet,
O prince’s daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels,
the work of an artist’s hands.
2 Your navel is a rounded goblet
that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
encircled by lilies.. .
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like twin fawns of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon
by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
looking toward Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.
Your hair is like royal tapestry;
the king is held captive by its tresses.
6 How beautiful you are and how pleasing,
my love, with your delights!
7 Your stature is like that of the palm,
and your breasts like clusters of fruit.
8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,
the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9 and your mouth like the best wine.She
May the wine go straight to my beloved,
flowing gently over lips and teeth.
10 I belong to my beloved,
and his desire is for me.. .
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11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside,
let us spend the night in the villages.
12 Let us go early to the vineyards
to see if the vines have budded,
if their blossoms have opened,
and if the pomegranates are in bloom—
there I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes send out their fragrance,
and at our door is every delicacy,
both new and old,
that I have stored up for you, my beloved..
CHAPTER 8
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1 If only you were to me like a brother,
who was nursed at my mother’s breasts!
Then, if I found you outside,
I would kiss you,
and no one would despise me.
2 I would lead you
and bring you to my mother’s house—
she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
the nectar of my pomegranates.
3 His left arm is under my head
and his right arm embraces me.
4 Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
Do not arouse or awaken love
until it so desires.Friends
5 Who is this coming up from the wilderness
leaning on her beloved?She
Under the apple tree I roused you;
there your mother conceived you,
there she who was in labor gave you birth.
6 Place me like a seal over your heart,
like a seal on your arm;
for love is as strong as death,
its jealousy unyielding as the grave.. .
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It burns like blazing fire,
like a mighty flame.
7 Many waters cannot quench love;
rivers cannot sweep it away.. .
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If one were to give
all the wealth of one’s house for love,
it would be utterly scorned.Friends
8 We have a little sister,
and her breasts are not yet grown.
What shall we do for our sister
on the day she is spoken for?
9 If she is a wall,
we will build towers of silver on her.
If she is a door,
we will enclose her with panels of cedar.She
10 I am a wall,
and my breasts are like towers.
Thus I have become in his eyes
like one bringing contentment.
11 Solomon had a vineyard in Baal Hamon;
he let out his vineyard to tenants.
Each was to bring for its fruit
a thousand shekels of silver.
12 But my own vineyard is mine to give;
the thousand shekels are for you, Solomon,
and two hundred are for those who tend its fruit.He
13 You who dwell in the gardens
with friends in attendance,
let me hear your voice!She
14 Come away, my beloved,
and be like a gazelle
or like a young stag
on the spice-laden mountains.. .
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If you'd like to see for yourself the Bing page
which yielded most of the works above, here is the link:Song of Solomon Image Sources are provided for most individual works.
Where no attribution appears below a work,
the source did not provide the artist's name.
Works are numbered to facilitate your commenting.. .
Links to three masters who painted Biblical scenes prolifically: REMBRANDT HARMENSZOON van RIJN GUSTAV DORÉ
241 wood engravings for
La Grande Bible de ToursJAMES TISSOT
180 watercolors depicting Bible scenes. .
Links to two Bibles with comprehensive illustrations: The Art Bible (1896) The Maciejowski-Morgan Bible (c.1245) . .
This series keeps moving from one Bible passage to another,
so here is a fascinating and enjoyable link to assist in following along:
BIBLE TIMELINE. .
Finally, what God did to initiate The Bible In Paintings:
HOW GOD STARTED THIS SERIES
BY SHOWING ME JUST ONE PICTURE. .
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SPECIAL THANKS
to FReeper left that other site
who allowed God to make her His conduit
for incomparable enthusiasm, encouragement,
education, advice and technical assistance!. .
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NOTES ON MY SELECTION CRITERIA The Bible and its Author are my focus, not the art: this is The Bible in Paintings, not "Great Paintings" nor even "Good Paintings." Indeed, occasionally photographs illustrate the text. So, works need not be masterpieces to qualify for inclusion here—they don't need to be housed at the Louvre nor auctioned by Sotheby's. They only need to illustrate successfully some aspect of the Biblical text or, frankly, just tickle my fancy, which I'm always asking the Holy Spirit to guide.
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Q u a l i t yOften, artists misrepresent the Scripture, but unless the error is material, licentious or heretical I usually include the artwork, trusting that the Spirit is perfectly capable of defending Himself. So, with such forgiving filters, it means that you're seeing practically everything I'm finding.
The Protestant Canon does not (for several reasons) follow a strictly chronological sequence. There are many examples where, for God's good purposes, stories are told out-of-order. Nevertheless, for the sake of simplicity, clarity, and my sanity, I have chosen to proceed linearly and methodically from Genesis onward, illustrating each Bible passage as we come to it. Where two passages cover the same incident I omit the second telling, excepting the four Gospels which I will treat synoptically. Now, onward!
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S e q u e n c i n gThe pace here may seem appallingly snail-like to those eager to see their favorite events illustrated. My commission is to search for art on each Bible passage in sequence: if I find enough, then it becomes the next installment, even if undramatic (but where there is little or no art, that Bible passage goes untold here).
P a c i n g Then, there is the human element: this is not actually a daily series, because I can only research, compose, edit and post five or six of these installments weekly. And because I only get to do this series once, I'm taking my time, chiefly by posting everything; if I find lots of art, I don't cherry-pick some and discard the rest. Rather, I line up all of them and then sort them into manageable bunches, often resulting in multiple days' episodes of the same story. Obviously, I like being thorough. Were you in a big hurry?
The Bible is a thick book, as you know; but we'll get there eventually, Lord willing—this is His project, after all. And always remember:
love, joy, peace, patience kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness & self-control is a fruit of the Spirit!. .
Art is merely the Toy Department of Bible study,
so I'm just having fun here—I hope you are, too!
Thank you for your understanding.Hebrews 11:6
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I like the one with the EKG!
The J-Thread today has a little discussion about Bible Art that you may find interesting. :-)
I’ll look for it.
Splendid Mark Lawrence’s painting! Another artist who use his brush to spread God’s Word.
That is certainly my favorite kind of artist. I don’t recall encountering him previously, but now I shall look into him.
Thank you, Dan. There is a strong sense of balance, spirituality, calmness of spirit, in his paintings. I guess all that comes with being in tune with God.
The taste for abstract art is one that I have neither acquired nor developed. My left-brainedness is still too predominant, I guess. But I looked at a few of Mark’s works, considering their attached scripture citations, and I intend to look at more; so he may yet convert me after all.
The one you posted is my favorite.
Do I win a prize?
A prize would only inflate the ego, appreciation is greater!
My Beloved Has Gone Down to His Garden by John Melhuish Strudwick (1849-1937):
Song of Solomon / שיר השירים - By Michel D'anastasio (contemporary):
I bow in great, unsurpassed humility to your wisdom.
Thanks. You’re jumping the gun a bit: the text-related art was today, but the generic art begins tomorrow and takes three days. I whiffed on Flint’s, but I have Strudwick’s—trying to recall whether I ever saw the third.
So sorry — I didn’t know your plans! By all means, repeat whichever ones you want in your post, since I posted after most of your regulars sign on and they probably didn’t see mine.
Saving.
Waving.
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