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Song of Solomon 1:12 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

12 While the King sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

12 While the King sitteth at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

12 While the king sits at his table [she said], my spikenard [my absent lover] sends forth [his] fragrance [over me].

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American Standard Version (1901)

12 While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.

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Common English Bible

12 With my king close by, my perfume filled the air.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

12 Groom to Bride: If you yourself do not know, O most beautiful among women, then go out and follow after the steps of the flocks, and pasture your young goats beside the tabernacles of the shepherds.

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Song of Solomon 1:12
14 Tagairtí Cros  

My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the King: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.


We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.


Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the King is held in the galleries.


And when the king came in to see the guests, he saw there a man which had not on a wedding garment:


Again, he sent forth other servants, saying, Tell them which are bidden, Behold, I have prepared my dinner: my oxen and my fatlings are killed, and all things are ready: come unto the marriage.


Then shall the King say unto them on his right hand, Come, ye blessed of my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world:


And being in Bethany, in the house of Simon the leper, as he sat at meat, there came a woman having an alabaster box of ointment of spikenard very precious; and she brake the box, and poured it on his head.


Then took Mary a pound of ointment of spikenard, very costly, and anointed the feet of Jesus, and wiped his feet with her hair: and the house was filled with the odor of the ointment.


But I have all, and abound: I am full, having received of Epaphrodi´tus the things which were sent from you, an odor of a sweet smell, a sacrifice acceptable, well-pleasing to God.


Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.


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