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Psalm 45:8 - Y'all Version Bible

8 All your garments smell like myrrh, aloes, and cassia. Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made you glad.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 Your garments are all fragrant with myrrh, aloes, and cassia; stringed instruments make You glad.

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American Standard Version (1901)

8 All thy garments smell of myrrh, and aloes, and cassia; Out of ivory palaces stringed instruments have made thee glad.

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Common English Bible

8 All your clothes have the pleasing scent of myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon. The music of stringed instruments coming from ivory palaces entertains you.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 The Lord of hosts is with us. The God of Jacob is our supporter.

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Psalm 45:8
20 Tagairtí Cros  

Now the rest of the acts of Ahab, and all that he did, and the ivory house which he built, and all the cities that he built, aren’t they written in the book of the chronicles of the kings of Israel?


For YHWH is righteous. Hᴇ loves righteousness. The upright will see ʜɪꜱ face.


Y’all praise ʜɪᴍ with tambourine and dancing! Y’all praise ʜɪᴍ with stringed instruments and flute!


You will show me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forever more.


With gladness and rejoicing they will be led. They will enter into the king’s palace.


My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, resting between my breasts.


Your oils have a pleasing fragrance. Your name is oil poured out, therefore the young women love you.


Who is this who comes up from the wilderness like pillars of smoke, perfumed with myrrh and frankincense, with all spices of the merchant?


Until the day is cool, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, to the hill of frankincense.


I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride. I have gathered my myrrh with my spice; I have eaten my honeycomb with my honey; I have drunk my wine with my milk. Y’all eat, friends! Y’all drink and be drunk with love!


His cheeks are like a bed of spices with towers of perfumes. His lips are like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.


I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.


I will strike the winter house with the summer house; and the houses of ivory will perish, and the great houses will have an end,” says YHWH.


They entered the house and saw the child with Mary, his mother, and they fell down and worshiped him. Opening their treasures, they presented him with gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.


In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it weren’t so, I would have told y’all. I am going to prepare a place for y’all.


Nicodemus, who had first come to Jesus at night, also came bringing a mixture of myrrh and aloes, weighing about a hundred pounds.


fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising its shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.


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