American Standard Version
"My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts. "
— Song Of Solomon 1:13, American Standard Version
“A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.”
“My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.”
“My beloved is like a fragrant pouch of myrrh spending the night between my breasts.”
“A cluster of cypress my love is to me, in the vineyards of Engaddi.”
“As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.”
“A bundle of myrrh is my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.”
Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, Thy neck with strings of jewels.
We will make thee plaits of gold With studs of silver.
While the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.
My beloved is unto me as a bundle of myrrh, That lieth betwixt my breasts.
My beloved is unto me as a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of En-gedi.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold thou art fair; Thine eyes are as doves.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant: Also our couch is green.