King James VersionSong of Solomon1,12

Song of Solomon 1:12

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


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11 We will make thee bor­ders of gold with studs of sil­ver.
12 While the king sitteth at his table, my spike­nard sendeth forth the smell there­of.
13 A bun­dle of myrrh is my well­beloved unto me; he shall lie all night be­twixt my breasts.

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