While the king sat at his table,
my perfume spread its fragrance.
While the king sat at his table,
my perfume spread its fragrance.
Song of Solomon 1:9–15
I have compared you, my love,
to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.
Your cheeks are beautiful with earrings,
your neck with strings of jewels.
We will make you earrings of gold,
with studs of silver.
While the king sat at his table,
my perfume spread its fragrance.
My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms
from the vineyards of En Gedi.
Behold, you are beautiful, my love.
Behold, you are beautiful.
Your eyes are like doves.
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