'Spice' in the Bible

I have come in to my garden, my sister-spouse, I have plucked my myrrh with my spice, I have eaten my comb with my honey, I have drunk my wine with my milk. Eat, O friends, drink, Yea, drink abundantly, O beloved ones!

His cheeks as a bed of the spice, towers of perfumes, His lips are lilies, dropping flowing myrrh,

My beloved went down to his garden, To the beds of the spice, To delight himself in the gardens, and to gather lilies.