⁶ Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness
Like pillars of smoke,
Perfumed with myrrh and frankincense,
With all powders of the merchant?
⁷ Behold, it is the litter of Solomon;
Threescore mighty men are about it,
Of the mighty men of Israel.
⁸ They all handle the sword, and are expert in war:
Every man hath his sword upon his thigh,
Because of fear in the night.
⁹ King Solomon made himself a ^[a]palanquin
Of the wood of Lebanon.
¹⁰ He made the pillars thereof of silver,
The bottom thereof of gold, the seat of it of purple,
The midst thereof being ^[b]paved with love,
From the daughters of Jerusalem.
¹¹ Go forth, O ye daughters of Zion, and behold king Solomon,
With the crown wherewith his mother hath crowned him
In the day of his espousals,
And in the day of the gladness of his heart.