Song of Songs 1:12

Bishops' Bible (1568)

When the king sitteth at the table, he shall smell my Nardus:

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  • John 12:3 : 3 Then toke Marie a pounde of oyntment of Spike narde, very costly, and annoynted Iesus feete, and wyped his feete with her heere: and the house was fylled with the odoure of the oyntment.
  • Phil 4:18 : 18 But I haue receaued al, & haue plentie. I was euen fylled after that I had receaued of Epaphroditus the thynges which were sent from you, an odoure of a sweete smel, a sacrifice acceptable, plesaunt to God.
  • Rev 3:20 : 20 Beholde, I stande at the doore and knocke: If any man heare my voyce, and open the doore, I wyll come in to hym, and wyll suppe with hym, and he with me.
  • Rev 8:3-4 : 3 And another angell came and stoode before the aulter, hauyng a golden senser, and much of odours was geuen vnto hym, that he should offer of the prayers of all saintes vpon the golden aulter which was before the throne. 4 And the smoke of the odours whiche came of the prayers of all saintes, ascended vp before God, out of the angels hande.
  • Ps 45:1 : 1 To the chiefe musition (on the instrument) Sosannim (to be song of the) children of Corach. A song of loue, geuyng wise instructions. My heart is endityng of a good matter: I wyll dedicate my workes vnto the king, my tongue is as the penne of a redy writer.
  • Song 4:13-16 : 13 The fruites that are planted in thee, are lyke a very paradise of pomegranates with sweete fruites, as Camphire, Nardus, 14 & Saffron, Calamus, Sinamom, with all sweete smellyng trees, Myrre, Aloes, and all the best spyces, 15 a well of gardens, a well of liuing waters which runne downe from Libanus. 16 Up thou north winde, come thou south winde and blowe vpon my garden, that the smell therof may be caryed on euery side: yea that my beloued may come into his garden, and eate of the sweete fruites that growe therein.
  • Song 7:5 : 5 That head that standeth vpon thee is lyke Carmel: and the heere of thy head is like purple, and like a kyng dwellyng among many water conduites.
  • Matt 22:4 : 4 Agayne, he sent foorth other seruauntes, saying: Tell them which are bidden, beholde, I haue prepared my dinner, my oxen and my fatlynges are kylled, and all thynges are redy: come vnto the mariage.
  • Matt 22:11 : 11 Then the kyng came in, to see the ghestes: and whe he spyed there a man, which had not on a weddyng garmet,
  • Matt 25:34 : 34 Then shall the king say vnto them on his right hande: Come ye blessed of my father, inherite the kyngdome, prepared for you from the foundation of the worlde.
  • Matt 26:26-28 : 26 When they were eatyng, Iesus toke bread, and when he had geuen thankes, he brake it, and gaue it to the disciples, and saide: Take, eate, this is my body. 27 And he toke the cuppe, and after he had geuen thankes, gaue it them, saying: Drinke ye all of this, 28 For this is my blood, whiche is of the newe testament, that is shedde for many, for the remission of sinnes.
  • Mark 14:3 : 3 And when he was at Bethanie, in the house of Simon the leper, euen as he sate at meate, there came a woman hauyng an alabaster boxe of very precious oyntment, called Narde pisrike, and she brake the boxe, and powred it on his head.
  • Luke 24:30-32 : 30 And it came to passe, as he sate at meate with them, he toke bread, and blessed it, and brake, and gaue to them. 31 And their eyes were opened, and they knewe him: and he vanished out of their syght. 32 And they sayde betweene them selues: Dyd not our heartes burne within vs, whyle he talked with vs by the way, and opened vnto vs the scriptures?

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  • Song 1:13-14
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    83%

    13a bundell of myrre is my loue vnto me, he wyll lye betwixt my brestes:

    14a cluster of Camphire in the vineyardes of Engaddi is my loue vnto me.

  • Prov 7:16-18
    3 verses
    81%

    16I haue deckt my bed with coueringes of tapessarie, and clothes of Egypt.

    17My bed haue I made to smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cinamon.

    18Come let vs take our fill of loue vntyll the morning, and let vs solace our selues with the pleasures of loue.

  • Song 4:9-16
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    79%

    9Thou hast with loue bewitched my heart O my sister my spouse, thou hast bewitched my heart with one of thyne eyes, and with one chayne of thy necke.

    10O howe fayre are thy breastes, my sister, my spouse? Thy breastes are more pleasaunt then wine, and the smell of thyne oyntmentes passeth all spices.

    11Thy lippes, O my spouse, drop as the hony combe, yea mylke and hony is vnder thy tongue, and the smell of thy garmentes is like the smell of Libanus.

    12A garden well locked is my sister, my spouse: a garden well locked, and a sealed well.

    13The fruites that are planted in thee, are lyke a very paradise of pomegranates with sweete fruites, as Camphire, Nardus,

    14& Saffron, Calamus, Sinamom, with all sweete smellyng trees, Myrre, Aloes, and all the best spyces,

    15a well of gardens, a well of liuing waters which runne downe from Libanus.

    16Up thou north winde, come thou south winde and blowe vpon my garden, that the smell therof may be caryed on euery side: yea that my beloued may come into his garden, and eate of the sweete fruites that growe therein.

  • 8All thy garmentes smell of Myrre, Aloes, and Cassia, out of the iuorie palaces: wherby they haue made thee glad.

  • 6Who is this that commeth vp out of the wyldernesse like vapours of smoke, as it were a smell of myrre, frankensence, and all maner spices of the Apothecarie?

  • Song 1:2-4
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    2O that he would kisse me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy loue is more pleasaunt then wine,

    3and 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.

    4Drawe thou me vnto thee we wyll runne after thee. The kyng hath brought me into his priuie chaumbers: We wylbe glad and reioyce in thee, we thinke more of thy loue then of wine: they that be righteous loue thee.

  • 6O that I might go to the mountaine of myrre, and to the hil of frankencense, til the day breake, and til the shadowes be past away.

  • 13His cheekes are lyke a garden bed, wherin the Apothecaries plant all maner of sweete thynges. His lippes are lyke lilies that droppe sweete smellyng Myrre:

  • 41Thou sattest vpon a stately bed, and a table spread before it, whervpon thou hast set mine incense and mine sylc.

  • Song 6:1-3
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    1Whyther is thy loue gone then O thou fairest among women? whyther is thy loue departed, and we wyll seke hym with thee?

    2My loue is gone downe into his garden vnto the sweete smellyng beddes, that he may refreshe hym selfe in the garden, & gather lilies.

    3My loue is myne, and I am his, which feedeth among the lilies.

  • Song 7:12-13
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    12In the mornyng wyll we go see the vineyarde, we wyll see yf the vine be sprong foorth, yf the grapes be growen, and yf the pomegranates be shot out. There will I geue thee my brestes:

    13the Mandragoras geue their sweete smell, and besyde our doores are all maner of pleasaunt fruites both newe and olde, which I haue kept for thee O my beloued.

  • Song 5:1-2
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    1I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I haue gathered my Myrre with my spice: I haue eate hony with my hony combe, I haue drunke my wine with my milke: Eate O ye frendes, drinke and be merie O ye beloued.

    2I am a sleepe, but my heart is waking: I heare the voyce of my beloued when he knocketh, saying, Open to me O my sister, my loue, my doue, my dearling: for my head is full of deawe, and the lockes of my heere are full of the nyght doppes.

  • 11a neckband of golde wyll we make thee, with siluer buttons.

  • 5I stoode vp to open vnto my beloued, and my handes dropped with Myrre, & the Myrre ranne downe my fingers vpon the locke.

  • Song 8:13-14
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    13Thou that dwellest in the gardens, O let me heare thy voyce, that my companions may hearken to the same.

    14O get thee away my loue, and be as a roe or a young hart vpon the sweete smellyng mountaynes.

  • Song 2:9-10
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    9Me thinke I heare the voyce of my beloued: lo, there commeth he hopping vpon the mountaines, and leaping ouer the litle hilles.

    10My beloued is lyke a roe or a young hart: beholde he standeth behinde our wall, he looketh in at the windowe, and peepeth thorowe the grace.

  • Song 7:8-10
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    8I sayde, I wyll climbe vp into the paulme tree, and take holde of his hye braunches. Thy breastes also shalbe as the wine clusters, the smell of thy nosethrilles like as the smell of apples.

    9And thy rooffe of thy mouth lyke the best wine, which is meete for my best beloued, pleasaunt for his lippes, and for his teeth to chawe.

    10I am my beloueds, and he shall turne hym vnto me.

  • Song 2:2-4
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    2As the lillie among the thornes: so is my loue among the daughters.

    3Like as the apple tree among the trees of the wood: so is my beloued among the sonnes.

    4My delight is to sit vnder his shadowe, for his fruite is sweete vnto my throte.

  • 13The figge tree bryngeth foorth her figges, and the vines beare blossomes and haue a good smell.

  • Song 7:5-6
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    5That head that standeth vpon thee is lyke Carmel: and the heere of thy head is like purple, and like a kyng dwellyng among many water conduites.

    6O Howe faire and louely art thou my dearlyng in pleasures?

  • 16My loue is mine, & I am his, whiche feedeth among the lillies vntill the day breake, and till the shadowes be gone:

  • 11Go foorth (O ye daughters of Sion) and beholde king Solomon in the crowne wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his mariage, and in the day of the gladnesse of his heart.

  • 6Set about me cuppes of wine, comfort me with apples, for I am sicke of loue.

  • 16O howe fayre art thou my beloued, howe well fauoured art thou? Our bed is dect with flowres,

  • 16The wordes of his mouth are sweete: yea he is altogether louely: Such a one is my loue O ye daughters of Hierusalem, such a one is my loue.

  • 2It is lyke vnto a pretious oyntment powred vpon the head, which runneth downe vpon the beard, euen vpon Aarons beard: which also runneth downe vpon the skyrtes of his garmentes.

  • 3His left hande shalbe vnder my head, and his ryght hande shall imbrace me.