AllYour garmentsare [fragrant with] myrrhand aloes[and] cassia;Out of ivorypalacesstringedinstrumentshave madeYou glad.
Now the restof the actsof Ahaband allthat he didand the ivoryhousewhichhe builtand allthe citieswhichhe built,are they not writtenin the Bookof the Chroniclesof the Kingsof Israel?
For the LORDis righteous,He lovesrighteousness;The uprightwill beholdHis face.
PraiseHim with timbreland dancing;PraiseHim with stringedinstrumentsand pipe.
You will makeknownto me the pathof life;In Your presenceis fullnessof joy;In Your righthandthere are pleasuresforever.
They will be ledforthwith gladnessand rejoicing;They will enterinto the King'spalace.
"My belovedis to me a pouchof myrrhWhich liesall nightbetweenmy breasts.
"Your oilshave a pleasingfragrance,Your nameis [like] purifiedoil;Thereforethe maidensloveyou.
"Whatis thiscomingup from the wildernessLike columnsof smoke,Perfumedwith myrrhand frankincense,With allscentedpowdersof the merchant?
"Untilthe coolof the dayWhen the shadowsfleeaway, I will gomy wayto the mountainof myrrhAnd to the hillof frankincense.
"I have comeinto my garden,my sister,[my] bride;I have gatheredmy myrrhalongwith my balsam.I have eatenmy honeycomband my honey;I have drunkmy wineand my milk.Eat,friends;Drinkand imbibedeeply,O lovers."
"His cheeksare like a bedof balsam,Banksof sweet-scentedherbs;His lipsare liliesDrippingwith liquidmyrrh.
"I aroseto opento my beloved;And my handsdrippedwith myrrh,And my fingerswith liquidmyrrh,On the handlesof the bolt.
"I will also smitethe winterhousetogetherwith the summerhouse;The housesof ivorywill also perishAnd the greathouseswill cometo an end,"Declaresthe LORD.
Aftercominginto the housethey sawthe Childwith MaryHis mother;and they fellto the ground and worshipedHim. Then,openingtheir treasures,they presentedto Him giftsof gold,frankincense,and myrrh.
"In My Father'shouseare manydwelling places;ifit were not so, I would have toldyou; for I goto preparea placefor you.
Nicodemus,who had firstcometo Him by night,alsocame,bringinga mixtureof myrrhand aloes,abouta hundredpounds[weight].
fixing our eyeson Jesus,the authorand perfecterof faith,whofor the joyset beforeHim enduredthe cross,despisingthe shame,and has sat downat the right handof the throneof God.
