King James Version (KJV)

Song of Solomon 1:12

“While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.”

Verse in context — Song of Solomon 1

Thy cheeks are comely with rows [of jewels], thy neck with chains [of gold].

We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

While the king [sitteth] at his table, my spikenard sendeth forth the smell thereof.

A bundle of myrrh [is] my wellbeloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.

My beloved [is] unto me [as] a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of Engedi.

A poetic celebration of love and intimacy, often seen as a picture of God’s love.