Song of Solomon 3:7 BBE

⁵  I say to you, O daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes of the field, let not love be moved till it is ready.

⁶  Who is this coming out of the waste places like pillars of smoke, perfumed with sweet spices, with all the spices of the trader?

⁷  See, it is the bed of Solomon; sixty men of war are about it, of the army of Israel,

⁸  All of them armed with swords, trained in war; every man has his sword at his side, because of fear in the night.

⁹  King Solomon made himself a bed of the wood of Lebanon.