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Psalm 133:2 - Catholic Public Domain Version

2 In the nights, lift up your hands in sanctity, and bless the Lord.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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;

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

2 It is like the precious ointment poured on the head, that ran down on the beard, even the beard of Aaron [the first high priest], that came down upon the collar and skirts of his garments [consecrating the whole body]. [Exod. 30:25, 30.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

2 It is like the precious oil upon the head, That ran down upon the beard, Even Aaron’s beard; That came down upon the skirt of his garments;

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Common English Bible

2 It is like expensive oil poured over the head, running down onto the beard— Aaron’s beard!— which extended over the collar of his robes.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

2 In the nights lift up your hands to the holy places, and bless ye the Lord.

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Psalm 133:2
10 পৰস্পৰ সংযোগসমূহ  

And pouring the oil over Aaron's head, he anointed and consecrated him.


And you shall pour the oil of unction over his head. And so, by this rite, he shall be consecrated.


Ointment and various perfumes delight the heart. And the good advice of a friend is sweet to the soul.


So then, the high priest approached, adorned with gold bell and pomegranate, when he performed his ministry, just as the Lord had instructed Moses.


And then Mary took twelve ounces of pure spikenard ointment, very precious, and she anointed the feet of Jesus, and she wiped his feet with her hair. And the house was filled with the fragrance of the ointment.


Bride to Groom: Your name is oil that has been poured out; therefore, the maidens have loved you. Draw me forward.


I considered toward the right, and I looked, but there was no one who would know me. Flight has perished before me, and there is no one who has concern for my soul.


Yet truly, beneath it, at the base of the same tunic, all around, you shall make something like pomegranates, from hyacinth, and purple, and twice-dyed scarlet, with little bells set in their midst.


And you shall make incense composed with the skills of a perfumer, diligently mixed, and pure, and most worthy of sanctification.


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