The Shulamite

12 While the king is at his table,
My [a]spikenard sends forth its fragrance.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 1:12 perfume

She

12 While the king was at his table,
    my perfume spread its fragrance.(A)

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13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me,
That lies all night between my breasts.

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13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh(A)
    resting between my breasts.

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