Song of Solomon 1:13 · KJV
“A bundle of myrrh {is} my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.”
— Song of Solomon 1:13
While the king {sitteth} at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
My beloved {is} unto me {as} a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. {camphire: or, cypress}
Song of Solomon 1 — Context
We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.
12While the king {sitteth} at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
13A bundle of myrrh {is} my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.
14My beloved {is} unto me {as} a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi. {camphire: or, cypress}
15Behold, thou {art} fair, my love; behold, thou {art} fair; thou {hast} doves' eyes. {my love: or, my companion}
Cross References
John 19:39
And there came also Nicodemus, which at the first came to Jesus by night, and brought a mixture of myrrh and aloes, about an hundred pound {weight}.
Psalms 45:8
All thy garments {smell} of myrrh, and aloes, {and} cassia, out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
Ephesians 3:17
That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,
Song of Solomon 4:14
Spikenard and saffron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices:
Song of Solomon 2:7
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake {my} love, till he please. {I charge...: Heb. I adjure you}
Song of Solomon 5:13
His cheeks {are} as a bed of spices, {as} sweet flowers: his lips {like} lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh. {sweet flowers: or, towers of perfumes}
Song of Solomon 5:5
I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped {with} myrrh, and my fingers {with} sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. {sweet...: Heb. passing, or, running about}
Song of Solomon 4:6
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense. {break: Heb. breathe}
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