Song of Solomon 1:12 ~ ﻧﺸﻴﺪ ﺍﻷﻧﺸﺎ 1:12

W hile the king sat at his table, My spikenard sent forth its fragrance.

عِطرُ النّارِدِينَ يَفُوحُ مِنِّي ما دامَ المَلِكُ عَلَى أرِيكَتِهِ.

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