Song of Solomon 3:5-9

⁵I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes and the harts of the fields, that you stir not up, nor awake my beloved, till she please.

⁶Who 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?

⁷Behold threescore valiant ones of the most valiant of Israel, surrounded the bed of Solomon?

⁸All holding swords, and most expert in war: every man’s sword upon his thigh, because of fears in the night.

⁹King Solomon hath made him a litter of the wood of Libanus: