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Song of Solomon 1:13 - Revised Standard Version

13 My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh, that lies between 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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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

13 A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.

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Song of Solomon 1:13
14 Tagairtí Cros  

Then their father Israel said to them, “If it must be so, then do this: take some of the choice fruits of the land in your bags, and carry down to the man a present, a little balm and a little honey, gum, myrrh, pistachio nuts, and almonds.


your robes are all fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia. From ivory palaces stringed instruments make you glad;


I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the hinds of the field, that you stir not up nor awaken love until it please.


I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the gazelles or the hinds of the field, that you stir not up nor awaken love until it please.


What is that coming up from the wilderness, like a column of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all the fragrant powders of the merchant?


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.


Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will hie me to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.


I come to my garden, my sister, my bride, I gather my myrrh with my spice, I eat my honeycomb with my honey, I drink my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, and drink: drink deeply, O lovers!


His cheeks are like beds of spices, yielding fragrance. His lips are lilies, distilling liquid myrrh.


I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt.


Nicodemus also, who had at first come to him by night, came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about a hundred pounds' weight.


and that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; that you, being rooted and grounded in love,


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