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Song of Solomon 4:13 - Revised Standard Version CI

13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates with all choicest fruits, henna with nard,

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, With pleasant fruits; Camphire, with spikenard,

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 Your shoots are an orchard of pomegranates or a paradise with precious fruits, henna with spikenard plants, [John 15:5; Eph. 5:9.]

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 Thy shoots are an orchard of pomegranates, with precious fruits; Henna with spikenard plants,

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Common English Bible

13 Your limbs are an orchard of pomegranates with all kinds of luscious fruit, henna, and spices:

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 You send forth a paradise of pomegranates along with the fruits of the orchard: Cypress grapes, with aromatic oil;

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

13 Thy plants are a paradise of pomegranates with the fruits of the orchard. Cypress with spikenard.

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Song of Solomon 4:13
18 Tagairtí Cros  

They still bring forth fruit in old age, they are ever full of sap and green,


I made myself gardens and parks, and planted in them all kinds of fruit trees.


While the king was on his couch, my nard gave forth its fragrance.


My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi.


As an apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among young men. With great delight I sat in his shadow, and his fruit was sweet to my taste,


nard and saffron, calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense, myrrh and aloes, with all chief spices—


Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its fragrance be wafted abroad. Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits.


I went down to the nut orchard, to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, whether the pomegranates were in bloom.


My beloved has gone down to his garden, to the beds of spices, to pasture his flock in the gardens, and to gather lilies.


I would lead you and bring you into the house of my mother, and into the chamber of her that conceived me. I would give you spiced wine to drink, the juice of my pomegranates.


Your people shall all be righteous; they shall possess the land for ever, the shoot of my planting, the work of my hands, that I might be glorified.


For as the earth brings forth its shoots, and as a garden causes what is sown in it to spring up, so the Lord God will cause righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the nations.


They do not jostle one another, each marches in his path; they burst through the weapons and are not halted.


And while he was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, as he sat at table, a woman came with an alabaster flask of ointment of pure nard, very costly, and she broke the flask and poured it over his head.


Mary took a pound of costly ointment of pure nard and anointed the feet of Jesus and wiped his feet with her hair; and the house was filled with the fragrance of the ointment.


filled with the fruits of righteousness which come through Jesus Christ, to the glory and praise of God.


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