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Song of Solomon 7:13 - Revised Standard Version CI

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and over our doors are all choice fruits, new as well as old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

13 The mandrakes give a smell, And at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, New and old, Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and over our doors are all manner of choice fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved!

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American Standard Version (1901)

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.

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Common English Bible

13 The mandrakes give off their scent, and at our doorways is every delicacy— fresh or ripened— my love, I have kept them hidden for you.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 Let us go up in the morning to the vineyards; let us see if the vineyard has flourished, if the flowers are ready to bear fruit, if the pomegranates have flourished. There I will give my breasts to you.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

13 The mandrakes give a smell. In our gates are all fruits: the new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for thee.

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Song of Solomon 7:13
21 Tagairtí Cros  

In the days of wheat harvest Reuben went and found mandrakes in the field, and brought them to his mother Leah. Then Rachel said to Leah, “Give me, I pray, some of your son's mandrakes.”


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,


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


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.


O that you were like a brother to me, that nursed at my mother's breast! If I met you outside, I would kiss you, and none would despise me.


Her merchandise and her hire will be dedicated to the Lord; it will not be stored or hoarded, but her merchandise will supply abundant food and fine clothing for those who dwell before the Lord.


And he said to them, “Therefore every scribe who has been trained for the kingdom of heaven is like a householder who brings out of his treasure what is new and what is old.”


And the King will answer them, ‘Truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brethren, you did it to me.’


By this my Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit, and so prove to be my disciples.


On the first day of every week, each of you is to put something aside and store it up, as he may prosper, so that contributions need not be made when I come.


But, as it is written, “What no eye has seen, nor ear heard, nor the heart of man conceived, what God has prepared for those who love him,”


(for the fruit of light is found in all that is good and right and true),


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


And whatever you do, in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.


whoever speaks, as one who utters oracles of God; whoever renders service, as one who renders it by the strength which God supplies; in order that in everything God may be glorified through Jesus Christ. To him belong glory and dominion for ever and ever. Amen.


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