Song of Solomon 7 English Standard Version

7 1  How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand. 2  Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies. 3  Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. 4  Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, which looks toward Damascus. 5  Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses. 6  How beautiful and pleasant you are, O loved one, with all your delights![1] 7  Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters. 8  I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its fruit. Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples, 9  and your mouth[2] like the best wine.It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth.[3]

10  I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me. 11  Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields and lodge in the villages;[4] 12  let us go out early to the vineyards and see whether the vines have budded, whether the grape blossoms have opened and the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. 13  The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and beside our doors are all choice fruits, new as well as old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.


Footnotes

[1] 7:6 Or among delights

[2] 7:9 Hebrew palate

[3] 7:9 Septuagint, Syriac, Vulgate; Hebrew causing the lips of sleepers to speak

[4] 7:11 Or among the henna plants

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