Beautiful

…the sons of God saw that the daughters of men were beautiful, and they took as wives whomever they chose.

As he was about to enter Egypt, he said to his wife Sarai, “Look, I know that you are a beautiful woman,

So when Abram entered Egypt, the Egyptians saw that the woman was very beautiful.

Now the girl was very beautiful, a virgin who had not had relations with any man. She went down to the spring, filled her jar, and came up again.

But when the men of that place asked about his wife, he said, “She is my sister.” For he was afraid to say, “She is my wife,” since he thought to himself, “The men of this place will kill me on account of Rebekah, because she is so beautiful.”

Leah had weak eyes, but Rachel was shapely and beautiful.

Naphtali is a doe set free that bears beautiful fawns.

…and she conceived and gave birth to a son. When she saw that he was a beautiful child, she hid him for three months.

…if you see a beautiful woman among them, and you desire her and want to take her as your wife,

When I saw among the spoils a beautiful cloak from Shinar, two hundred shekels of silver, and a bar of gold weighing fifty shekels, I coveted them and took them. They are hidden in the ground inside my tent, with the silver underneath.”

“I was sure that you thoroughly hated her,” said her father, “so I gave her to one of the men who accompanied you. Is not her younger sister more beautiful than she? Please take her instead.”

So Jesse sent for his youngest son and brought him in. He was ruddy, with beautiful eyes and a handsome appearance. And the LORD said, “Rise and anoint him, for he is the one.”

His name was Nabal, and his wife’s name was Abigail. She was an intelligent and beautiful woman, but her husband, a Calebite, was harsh and evil in his dealings.

One evening David got up from his bed and strolled around on the roof of the palace. And from the roof he saw a woman bathing—a very beautiful woman.

After some time, David’s son Amnon fell in love with Tamar, the beautiful sister of David’s son Absalom.

Three sons were born to Absalom, and a daughter named Tamar, who was a beautiful woman.

Then they searched throughout Israel for a beautiful girl, and they found Abishag the Shunammite and brought her to the king.

…to bring Queen Vashti before him, wearing her royal crown, to display her beauty to the people and officials. For she was beautiful to behold.

Then the king’s attendants proposed, “Let a search be made for beautiful young virgins for the king,

…and let the king appoint commissioners in each province of his kingdom to assemble all the beautiful young women into the harem at the citadel of Susa. Let them be placed under the care of Hegai, the king’s eunuch in charge of the women, and let them be given beauty treatments.

No women as beautiful as Job’s daughters could be found in all the land, and their father granted them an inheritance among their brothers.

Beautiful in loftiness, the joy of all the earth, like the peaks of Zaphon is Mount Zion, the city of the great King.

Like a gold ring in a pig’s snout is a beautiful woman who lacks discretion.

…through knowledge its rooms are filled with every precious and beautiful treasure.

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men, yet they cannot fathom the work that God has done from beginning to end.

Your cheeks are beautiful with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.

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

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

My beloved calls to me, “Arise, my darling. Come away with me, my beautiful one.

The fig tree ripens its figs; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come away, my darling; come away with me, my beautiful one.”

How beautiful you are, my darling—how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.

How beautiful you are, my darling—how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.

You are altogether beautiful, my darling; in you there is no flaw.

How is your beloved better than others, O most beautiful among women? How is your beloved better than another, that you charge us so?

Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Which way has he turned? We will seek him with you.

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

How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.

On that day the Branch of the LORD will be beautiful and glorious, and the fruit of the land will be the pride and glory of Israel’s survivors.

The fading flower of his beautiful splendor, set on the summit above the fertile valley, will be like a ripe fig before the summer harvest: Whoever sees it will take it in his hand and swallow it.

How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, “Your God reigns!”

Our holy and beautiful temple, where our fathers praised You, has been burned with fire, and all that was dear to us lies in ruins.

Then I said, ‘How I long to make you My sons and give you a desirable land, the most beautiful inheritance of all the nations!’ I thought you would call Me ‘Father’ and never turn away from following Me.

Though she is beautiful and delicate, I will destroy the Daughter of Zion.

The LORD once called you a flourishing olive tree, beautiful with well-formed fruit. But with a mighty roar He will set it on fire, and its branches will be consumed.

Egypt is a beautiful heifer, but a gadfly from the north is coming against her.

His beautiful ornaments they transformed into pride and used them to fashion their vile images and detestable idols. Therefore I will make these into something unclean for them.

I made you thrive like a plant of the field. You grew up and matured and became very beautiful. Your breasts were formed and your hair grew, but you were naked and bare.

I put a ring in your nose, earrings on your ears, and a beautiful crown upon your head.

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 very beautiful and rose to be queen.

…accompanied by the sound of a carefree crowd. Drunkards were brought in from the desert along with men from the rabble, who put bracelets on your wrists and beautiful crowns on your head.

They will plunder your wealth and pillage your merchandise. They will demolish your walls, tear down your beautiful homes, and throw your stones and timber and soil into the water.

Look at Assyria, a cedar in Lebanon, with beautiful branches that shaded the forest. It towered on high; its top was among the clouds.

It was beautiful in its greatness, in the length of its limbs, for its roots extended to abundant waters.

I made it beautiful with its many branches, the envy of all the trees of Eden, which were in the garden of God.’

Indeed, you are to them like a singer of love songs with a beautiful voice, who skillfully plays an instrument. They hear your words but do not put them into practice.

Its leaves were beautiful, its fruit was abundant, and upon it was food for all. Under it the beasts of the field found shelter, in its branches the birds of the air nested, and from it every creature was fed.

…whose foliage was beautiful and whose fruit was abundant, providing food for all, under which the beasts of the field lived, and in whose branches the birds of the air nested—

From one of these horns a little horn emerged and grew extensively toward the south and the east and toward the Beautiful Land.

The invader will do as he pleases, and no one will stand against him. He will establish himself in the Beautiful Land, with destruction in his hand.

He will also invade the Beautiful Land, and many countries will fall. But these will be delivered from his hand: Edom, Moab, and the leaders of the Ammonites.

He will pitch his royal tents between the sea and the beautiful holy mountain, but he will meet his end with no one to help him.

How lovely they will be, and how beautiful! Grain will make the young men flourish, and new wine, the young women.

Woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, you hypocrites! You are like whitewashed tombs, which look beautiful on the outside but on the inside are full of dead men’s bones and every kind of impurity.

Aware of this, Jesus asked, “Why are you bothering this woman? She has done a beautiful deed to Me.

But Jesus said, “Leave her alone; why are you bothering her? She has done a beautiful deed to Me.

As some of the disciples were remarking how the temple was adorned with beautiful stones and consecrated gifts, Jesus said,

And a man who was lame from birth was being carried to the temple gate called Beautiful, where he was put every day to beg from those entering the temple courts.

…they recognized him as the man who used to sit begging at the Beautiful Gate of the temple, and they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him.

At that time Moses was born, and he was beautiful in the sight of God. For three months he was nurtured in his father’s house.

And how can they preach unless they are sent? As it is written: “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!”

By faith Moses’ parents hid him for three months after his birth, because they saw that he was a beautiful child, and they were unafraid of the king’s edict.