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How beautiful and lovely you are,
    you are love with its exquisite delights.[a]
Your stature[b] is like a palm tree,
    and your breasts are like clusters of fruit.[c]
I told myself, “I’ll go up the palm tree,
    and take hold of its fruit.
May your breasts be like clusters of the vine,[d]
    and the smell of your breath like apples.[e]

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:6 Or my love with exquisite delights; Lit. Love with exquisite delights
  2. Song of Solomon 7:7 Lit. This stature of yours
  3. Song of Solomon 7:7 The Heb. lacks of fruit
  4. Song of Solomon 7:8 I.e. grapes
  5. Song of Solomon 7:8 Or apricots