12 My well-beloved is as a bundle of myrrh unto me: he shall lie between my [a]breasts.

13 My well-beloved is as a cluster of camphire unto me in the vines of En Gedi.

14 My love, behold, thou art [b]fair: behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are like the doves.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 1:12 He shall be most dear unto me.
  2. Song of Solomon 1:14 Christ accepteth his Church, and commendeth her beauty.

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12 While the king was at his table,
    my perfume spread its fragrance.(A)
13 My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh(B)
    resting between my breasts.
14 My beloved(C) is to me a cluster of henna(D) blossoms
    from the vineyards of En Gedi.(E)

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