12While the king is in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.
12While the king is in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.
9 To my joyous one in chariots of Pharaoh, I have compared thee, my friend,
10 Comely have been thy cheeks with garlands, Thy neck with chains.
11 Garlands of gold we do make for thee, With studs of silver!
12 While the king is in his circle, My spikenard hath given its fragrance.
13 A bundle of myrrh is my beloved to me, Between my breasts it lodgeth.
14 A cluster of cypress is my beloved to me, In the vineyards of En-Gedi!
1:12While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
1:12While the king was at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
1:12While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
1:12While the king was at his repose, my spikenard sent forth the odour thereof.
1:12While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
1:12While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
1:12While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth its smell.
1:12While the king sat at his table, my perfume spread its fragrance.
1:12While the king sits at his table, my spikenard sends forth the smell thereof.