¹³ As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.

³⁹ And Nicodemus came (he who had first come to Jesus by night) with a roll of myrrh and aloes mixed, about a hundred pounds.

⁸ Your robes are full of the smell of all sorts of perfumes and spices; music from the king's ivory houses has made you glad.

¹⁷ So that Christ may have his place in your hearts through faith; and that you, being rooted and based in love,

³ His left hand would be under my head, and his right hand about me.

⁴ I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, do not let love be moved till it is ready.

¹³ His face is as beds of spices, giving out perfumes of every sort; his lips like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.

⁵ I got up to let my loved one in; and my hands were dropping with myrrh, and my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the lock of the door.

¹ I have come into my garden, my sister, my bride; to take my myrrh with my spice; my wax with my honey; my wine with my milk. Take meat, O friends; take wine, yes, be overcome with love.

¹⁴ Spikenard and safron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.

⁶ Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

⁵ I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, let not love be moved till it is ready.

⁷ I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, do not let love be moved till it is ready.

¹¹ And take twice as much money with you; that is to say, take back the money which was put in your bags, for it may have been an error;