Song of Solomon 1:12-17

1. 12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

2. 13 A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

3. 14 My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

4. 15 Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

5. 16 Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: also our bed is green.

6. 17 The beams of our house are cedar, and our rafters of fir.

• ‹ Song of Solomon 1:11
• Song of Solomon 2:1 ›