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Psalm 45:8

Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

The Lord of armies is with us: the God of Jacob is our protector.

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Draw me: we will run after thee to the odour of thy ointments. The king hath brought me into his storerooms: we will be glad and rejoice in thee, remembering thy breasts more than wine: the righteous love thee.

And Nicodemus also came, (he who at the first came to Jesus by night,) bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about an hundred pound weight.

Till the day break, and the shadows retire, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

And entering into the house, they found the child with Mary his mother, and falling down they adored him; and opening their treasures, they offered him gifts; gold, frankincense, and myrrh.

Let my beloved come into his garden, and eat the fruit of his apple trees. I am come into my garden, O my sister, my spouse, I have gathered my myrrh, with my aromatical spices: I have eaten the honeycomb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk: eat, O friends, and drink, and be inebriated, my dearly beloved.

They have cast me forth and now they have surrounded me: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth.

Looking on Jesus, the author and finisher of faith, who having joy set before him, endured the cross, despising the shame, and now sitteth on the right hand of the throne of God.

In my Father's house there are many mansions. If not, I would have told you: because I go to prepare a place for you.

And I will strike the winter house with the summer house: and the houses of ivory shall perish, and many houses shall be destroyed, saith the Lord.

His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.

I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.

Who is she that goeth up by the desert, as a pillar of smoke of aromatical spices, of myrrh, and frankincense, and of all the powders of the perfumer?

A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.

Praise him with timbrel and choir: praise him with strings and organs.

But the rest of the acts of Achab, and all that he did, and the house of ivory that he made, and all the cities that he built, are they not written in the book of the words of the days of the kings of Israel?

The words of the Lord are pure words: as silver tried by the fire, purged from the earth refined seven times.




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