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Song of Solomon 1:13 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; He shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 My beloved [shepherd] is to me like a [scent] bag of myrrh that lies in my bosom.

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.

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Common English Bible

13 A sachet of myrrh is my love to me, lying all night between my breasts.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 O my love, I have compared you to my company of horsemen against the chariots of Pharaoh.

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Song of Solomon 1:13
14 Tagairtí Cros  

And their father Israel said unto them, If it must be so now, do this; take of the best fruits in the land in your vessels, and carry down the man a present, a little balm, and a little honey, spices and myrrh, nuts and almonds:


All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.


I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.


I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.


Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all powders of the merchant?


spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:


Awake, 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.


Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.


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.


his cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh:


I 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.


And there came also Nicode´mus, which at the first came to Jesus by night, and brought a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about a hundred pound weight.


that Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,


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