Myrrh, aloes, and cassia perfume all your garments;
from ivory palaces harps bring you joy.
Your lips drip sweetness like the honeycomb, my bride.
Honey and milk are under your tongue.
The fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
In colorful garments she is led to the king;
after her, the virgins, her companions, are brought to you.
Then you took your embroidered garments to cover them, and set My oil and incense before them.
festive robes, capes, cloaks, purses,
he may heap it up, but the righteous will wear it,
and the innocent will divide up his silver.
So on an appointed day, dressed in royal robes and seated on the throne, Herod delivered a public address to them.
What then did you go out to see? A man dressed in soft robes? Look, those who are splendidly dressed and live in luxury are in royal palaces.
Man wears out like something rotten,
like a moth-eaten garment.
Your wealth is ruined and your clothes are moth-eaten.
What then did you go out to see? A man dressed in soft clothes? Look, those who wear soft clothes are in kings’ palaces.
For suppose a man comes into your meeting wearing a gold ring, dressed in fine clothes, and a poor man dressed in dirty clothes also comes in. If you look with favor on the man wearing the fine clothes so that you say, "Sit here in a good place," and yet you say to the poor man, "Stand over there," or, "Sit here on the floor by my footstool,"