Song of Songs 1:12
¶ While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
¶ While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
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13A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.
16I have decked my bed with coverings of tapestry, with carved [works], with fine linen of Egypt.
17I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
18Come, let us take our fill of love until the morning: let us solace ourselves with loves.
9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, [my] spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.
10How fair is thy love, my sister, [my] spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!
11Thy lips, O [my] spouse, drop [as] the honeycomb: honey and milk [are] under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments [is] like the smell of Lebanon.
12A garden inclosed [is] my sister, [my] spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.
13Thy plants [are] an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
14Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
15¶ A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.
16Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; blow upon my garden, [that] the spices thereof may flow out. Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat his pleasant fruits.
8All thy garments [smell] of myrrh, and aloes, [and] cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
6¶ Who [is] this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?
2¶ Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love [is] better than wine.
3Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name [is as] ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.
4Draw me, we will run after thee: the king hath brought me into his chambers: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, we will remember thy love more than wine: the upright love thee.
6Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
13His cheeks [are] as a bed of spices, [as] sweet flowers: his lips [like] lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.
41And satest upon a stately bed, and a table prepared before it, whereupon thou hast set mine incense and mine oil.
1¶ Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.
2My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies.
3I [am] my beloved's, and my beloved [is] mine: he feedeth among the lilies.
12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, [whether] the tender grape appear, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
13The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
1¶ I am come into my garden, my sister, [my] spouse: I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends; drink, yea, drink abundantly, O beloved.
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: for my head is filled with dew, [and] my locks with the drops of the night.
11We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
5I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped [with] myrrh, and my fingers [with] sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock.
13¶ Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear [it].
14Make haste, my beloved, and be thou like to a roe or to a young hart upon the mountains of spices.
9My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
10My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.
8I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
9And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
10¶ I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] toward me.
2As the lily among thorns, so [is] my love among the daughters.
3¶ As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so [is] my beloved among the sons. I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit [was] sweet to my taste.
4He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me [was] love.
13The 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 away.
5Thine head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.
6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
16My beloved [is] mine, and I [am] his: he feedeth among the lilies.
11Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon with the crown wherewith his mother crowned him in the day of his espousals, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
6His left hand [is] under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
16Behold, thou [art] fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed [is] green.
16His mouth [is] most sweet: yea, he [is] altogether lovely. This [is] my beloved, and this [is] my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
2[It is] like the precious ointment upon the head, that ran down upon the beard, [even] Aaron's beard: that went down to the skirts of his garments;
3His left hand [should be] under my head, and his right hand should embrace me.