Song of Solomon 1:12
While the king sat at his table, my spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
JPS TaNaKH 1917
In The King James Version
While the king sitteth at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.
In Context
11We will make thee circlets of gold with studs of silver.
13My beloved is unto me as a bag of myrrh, that lieth betwixt my breasts.
Cross References
Song of Solomon 4:13Thy shoots are a park of pomegranates, with precious fruits; henna with spikenard plants,
Matthew Henry on Song of Solomon 1:8-12
The Love of the Church to Christ. 7 Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flock to rest at noon: for why should I be as one that turneth aside by the flocks of thy companions? 8 If thou know not, O thou fairest among women, go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, and feed thy kids beside the shepherds' tents. 9 I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots. 10 Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold. 11… Read the whole commentary →