# רַעְיָה (rayah)

Israeli respelling: ra-yah. Hear on Google uses modern Hebrew.

Strong’s H7474. 10 Old Testament occurrences.

a female associate

King James renderings: fellow, love.

Lexicon: Strong’s Hebrew, public domain. The derived file is shared under CC BY-SA 4.0.

Canonical: https://apologetics.wiki/bible/hebrew/rayah-h7474

## Occurrences

- [Judges 11:37](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/judges/11/37) — And she said unto her father, Let this thing be done for me: let me alone two months, that I may go up and down upon the mountains, and bew…
- [Song of Solomon 1:9](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/1/9) — I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh’s chariots.
- [Song of Solomon 1:15](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/1/15) — Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes.
- [Song of Solomon 2:2](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/2/2) — As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
- [Song of Solomon 2:10](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/2/10) — My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
- [Song of Solomon 2:13](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/2/13) — The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come awa…
- [Song of Solomon 4:1](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/4/1) — Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear…
- [Song of Solomon 4:7](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/4/7) — Thou art all fair, my love; there is no spot in thee.
- [Song of Solomon 5:2](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/5/2) — I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: f…
- [Song of Solomon 6:4](https://apologetics.wiki/bible/song-of-solomon/6/4) — Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.