Song of Solomon 1:12–13
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — The New International Version (NIV)
12 While the king was at his table,
my perfume spread its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh
resting between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — King James Version (KJV 1900)
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.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — New Living Translation (NLT)
12 The king is lying on his couch,
enchanted by the fragrance of my perfume.
13 My lover is like a sachet of myrrh
lying between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — The New King James Version (NKJV)
12 While the king is at his table,
My spikenard sends forth its fragrance.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me,
That lies all night between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — New Century Version (NCV)
12 The smell of my perfume spreads out
to the king on his couch.
13 My lover is like a bag of myrrh
that lies all night between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — American Standard Version (ASV)
12 While the king sat at his table,
My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh,
That lieth betwixt my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — 1890 Darby Bible (DARBY)
12 While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance. 13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — GOD’S WORD Translation (GW)
12 While the king is at his table,
my perfume fills the air with its fragrance.
13 My beloved is a pouch of myrrh
that lies at night between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — The Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)
12 While the king is on his couch,
my perfume releases its fragrance.
13 My love is a sachet of myrrh to me,
spending the night between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — The New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)
12 While the king was on his couch,
my nard gave forth its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh
that lies between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — The Lexham English Bible (LEB)
12 While the king was on his couch,
my nard gave its fragrance.
13 My beloved is to me a pouch of myrrh,
he spends the night between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — New International Reader’s Version (1998) (NIrV)
12 “The king was at his table.
My perfume gave off a sweet smell.
13 The one who loves me is like a small bag of myrrh
resting between my breasts.
Song of Solomon 1:12–13 — New American Standard Bible: 1995 Update (NASB95)
12 “While the king was at his table,
My perfume gave forth its fragrance.
13 “My beloved is to me a pouch of myrrh
Which lies all night between my breasts.