Song of Solomon 1:12
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12“The king was at his table.
My perfume gave off a sweet smell.
Copyright 1998 International Bible Society
In other versions
ESVEnglish Standard Version
While the king was on his couch,
my nard gave forth its fragrance.
Copyright 2001 Crossway Bibles
NIVNew International Version (2011)
While the king was at his table,
my perfume spread its fragrance.
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CSBChristian Standard Bible
While the king is on his couch,
my perfume releases its fragrance.
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NLTNew Living Translation
The king is lying on his couch,
enchanted by the fragrance of my perfume.
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LEBThe Lexham English Bible
While the king was on his couch,
my nard gave its fragrance.
Copyright 2012 Lexham Press
KJV 1900King James Version
While the king sitteth at his table,
My spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
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