Songs 5:5
Good News Translation
I was ready to let him come in. My hands were covered with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, as I grasped the handle of the door.

New Revised Standard Version
I arose to open to my beloved, and my hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, upon the handles of the bolt.

Contemporary English Version
When I rose to open the door, my hands and my fingers dripped with perfume.

New American Bible
I rose to open for my lover, my hands dripping myrrh: My fingers, flowing myrrh upon the handles of the lock.

Douay-Rheims Bible
I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.

Treasury of Scripture Knowledge

I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.

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Songs 5:2 I sleep, and my heart watcheth: the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.

Luke 12:36 And you yourselves like to men who wait for their lord, when he shall return from the wedding; that when he cometh and knocketh, they may open to him immediately.

Ephesians 3:17 That Christ may dwell by faith in your hearts: that, being rooted and founded in charity,

Revelation 3:20 Behold, I stand at the gate and knock. If any man shall hear my voice and open to me the door, I will come in to him and will sup with him: and he with me.

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Songs 5:13 His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.

Songs 3:6 Who is she that goeth up by the desert, as a pillar of smoke of aromatical spices, of myrrh, and frankincense, and of all the powders of the perfumer?

Songs 4:13,14 Thy plants are a paradise of pomegranates with the fruits of the orchard. Cypress with spikenard. . . .

2 Corinthians 7:7,9-11 And not by his coming only, but also by the consolation wherewith he was comforted in you, relating to us your desire, your mourning, your zeal for me: so that I rejoiced the more. . . .

sweet smelling

Context
The Bride and Her Beloved
4My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch. 5I arose up to open to my beloved: my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers were full of the choicest myrrh.6I opened the bolt of my door to my beloved: but he had turned aside, and was gone. My soul melted when he spoke: I sought him, and found him not: I called, and he did not answer me.…
Cross References
Songs 1:16
The beams of our houses are of cedar, our rafters of cypress trees.

Songs 5:13
His cheeks are as beds of aromatical spices set by the perfumers. His lips are as lilies dropping choice myrrh.

Songs 5:4
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