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13 Return, return, O Shulamite;
return, return, that we may look upon thee.
What will ye see in the Shulamite?
As it were the company of two armies.

How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter!
the joints of thy thighs are like jewels,
the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor:
thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory;
thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim:
thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel,
and the hair of thine head like purple;
the king is held in the galleries.
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

13 Return, return, O Shulammite;
Return, return, that we may look upon thee.
Why will ye look upon the Shulammite,
As upon the dance [a]of Mahanaim?

How beautiful are thy [b]feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter!
Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,
The work of the hands of a skilful workman.
Thy body is like a round goblet,
Wherein no mingled wine is wanting:
Thy waist is like a heap of wheat
Set about with lilies.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns
That are twins of a roe.
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory;
Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon,
By the gate of Bath-rabbim;
Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Which looketh toward Damascus.
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel,
And the hair of thy head like purple;
The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.
How fair and how pleasant art thou,
O love, for delights!

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:13 Or, of two companies
  2. Song of Solomon 7:1 Or, steps

Friends

13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
    come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!

He

Why would you gaze on the Shulammite
    as on the dance(A) of Mahanaim?[a]

[b]How beautiful your sandaled feet,
    O prince’s(B) daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels,
    the work of an artist’s hands.
Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.
Your breasts(C) are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.(D)
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon(E)
    by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon(F)
    looking toward Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.(G)
    Your hair is like royal tapestry;
    the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful(H) you are and how pleasing,
    my love, with your delights!(I)

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 6:13 In Hebrew texts this verse (6:13) is numbered 7:1.
  2. Song of Songs 7:1 In Hebrew texts 7:1-13 is numbered 7:2-14.