Song of Songs 1:3
The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the young women love you!
The fragrance of your perfume is pleasing; your name is like perfume poured out. No wonder the young women love you!
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Because of the fragrance of your good ointments, your name is like ointment poured out; therefore, the maidens love you.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is [as] oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.
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Because of the sauour of thy good ointments thy name is as an ointment powred out: therefore the virgins loue thee.
and that because of the good and pleasaunt sauour of thy most precious baulmes. Thy name is a sweet smelling oyntment when it is shed foorth, therfore do the maydens loue thee.
Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured forth, Therefore the virgins love you.
For fragrance `are' thy perfumes good. Perfume emptied out -- thy name, Therefore have virgins loved thee!
Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is `as' oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.
Thine oils have a goodly fragrance; Thy name is [as] oil poured forth; Therefore do the virgins love thee.
Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured forth, therefore the virgins love you.
The fragrance of your colognes is delightful; your name is like the finest perfume. No wonder the young women adore you!
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1The Song of Songs, which is Solomon's.
2Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth! For your love is more delightful than wine.
4Take me away with you—let us run! The king has brought me into his chambers. We will rejoice and be glad in you; we will celebrate your love more than wine. Rightly do they love you.
9You have captivated my heart, my sister, my bride; you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes, with one jewel of your necklace.
10How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride! How much better is your love than wine, and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!
11Your lips, my bride, drip honey like a honeycomb. Honey and milk are under your tongue, and the fragrance of your garments is like the scent of Lebanon.
12A locked garden is my sister, my bride—an enclosed spring, a sealed fountain.
13Your branches are an orchard of pomegranates with choice fruits, henna with nard plants.
14Nard and saffron, fragrant calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, along with the finest spices.
15You are a spring of gardens, a well of fresh water, flowing streams from Lebanon.
5Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, looking toward Damascus.
6Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, and the flowing locks of your hair are like royal purple. The king is captivated by its tresses.
7How beautiful and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
5I adjure you, daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles and the does of the field: do not awaken or arouse love until it pleases.
6Who is this coming up from the wilderness like columns of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the fragrant powders of the merchant?
8You have loved righteousness and hated wickedness; therefore God, your God, has anointed you with the oil of joy above your companions.
12While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
13My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh resting between my breasts.
14My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms from the vineyards of En Gedi.
15Behold, you are beautiful, my love! Behold, you are beautiful; your eyes are like doves.
16His mouth is sweetness itself; he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, this is my friend, daughters of Jerusalem.
13His cheeks are like a bed of spices, towers of scented herbs. His lips are lilies dripping with flowing myrrh.
5Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle, grazing among the lilies.
6Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.
7You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no blemish in you.
7Tell me, you whom my soul loves, where you graze your flock, where you rest your sheep at midday. Why should I be like a veiled woman beside the flocks of your companions?
8If you do not know, most beautiful of women, follow the tracks of the sheep and graze your young goats near the shepherds' tents.
9I compare you, my love, to a mare among Pharaoh’s chariots.
10Your cheeks are lovely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.
9What makes your beloved better than another beloved, most beautiful among women? What makes your beloved better than another, that you should beg us so passionately?
1Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful among women? Where has your beloved turned, that we may seek him with you?
2My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to graze in the gardens and to gather lilies.
1I have entered my garden, my sister, my bride; I have gathered my myrrh with my spices. I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, friends, and drink; be intoxicated with love.
2I was sleeping, but my heart was awake. I heard the sound of my beloved knocking: "Open to me, my sister, my darling, my dove, my perfect one, for my head is drenched with dew and my hair with the dampness of the night."
1Behold, you are beautiful, my love, behold, you are beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.
9I said, 'I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its branches.' Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples.
10Your mouth is like the finest wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding over the lips of those who are asleep.
10My beloved spoke and said to me, 'Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.'
14Hurry, my beloved, and be like a gazelle or a young stag on the mountains of spices.
2Like a lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
13The fig tree ripens its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.
14My dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, show me your face, let me hear your voice, for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
2My heart overflows with a good theme; I speak my composition to the king. My tongue is like the pen of a skillful writer.
9My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the darling of her mother, pure to the one who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her.
4You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as an army with banners.
17'I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.'
2It is like the precious oil on the head, running down on the beard, the beard of Aaron, running down onto the collar of his robes.
12Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields; let us lodge in the villages.
13Let us rise early and go 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.
5I arose to open for my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the bolt.