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)
Your stature is like that of the palm,
    and your breasts(J) like clusters of fruit.
I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apples,(K)
    and your mouth like the best wine.

She

May the wine go straight to my beloved,(L)
    flowing gently over lips and teeth.[c]
10 I belong to my beloved,
    and his desire(M) is for me.(N)
11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside,
    let us spend the night in the villages.[d]
12 Let us go early to the vineyards(O)
    to see if the vines have budded,(P)
if their blossoms(Q) have opened,
    and if the pomegranates(R) are in bloom(S)
    there I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes(T) send out their fragrance,
    and at our door is every delicacy,
both new and old,
    that I have stored up for you, my beloved.(U)

If only you were to me like a brother,
    who was nursed at my mother’s breasts!
Then, if I found you outside,
    I would kiss you,
    and no one would despise me.
I would lead you
    and bring you to my mother’s house(V)
    she who has taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink,
    the nectar of my pomegranates.
His left arm is under my head
    and his right arm embraces me.(W)
Daughters of Jerusalem, I charge you:
    Do not arouse or awaken love
    until it so desires.(X)

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.
  3. Song of Songs 7:9 Septuagint, Aquila, Vulgate and Syriac; Hebrew lips of sleepers
  4. Song of Songs 7:11 Or the henna bushes

The Beloved and His Friends

13 Return, return, O Shulamite;
Return, return, that we may look upon you!

The Shulamite

What would you see in the Shulamite—
As it were, the dance of [a]the two camps?

Expressions of Praise

The Beloved

How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
(A)O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
Your navel is a rounded goblet;
It lacks no [b]blended beverage.
Your waist is a heap of wheat
Set about with lilies.
(B)Your two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
(C)Your neck is like an ivory tower,
Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon
By the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Which looks toward Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,
And the hair of your head is like purple;
A king is held captive by your tresses.

How fair and how pleasant you are,
O love, with your delights!
This stature of yours is like a palm tree,
And your breasts like its clusters.
I said, “I will go up to the palm tree,
I will take hold of its branches.”
Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
The fragrance of your [c]breath like apples,
And the roof of your mouth like the best wine.

The Shulamite

The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved,
[d]Moving gently the [e]lips of sleepers.
10 (D)I am my beloved’s,
And (E)his desire is toward me.

11 Come, my beloved,
Let us go forth to the field;
Let us lodge in the villages.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards;
Let us (F)see if the vine has budded,
Whether the grape blossoms are open,
And the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.
13 The (G)mandrakes give off a fragrance,
And at our gates (H)are pleasant fruits,
All manner, new and old,
Which I have laid up for you, my beloved.

Lovers Reunited at Their Country Home

Oh, that you were like my brother,
Who nursed at my mother’s breasts!
If I should find you outside,
I would kiss you;
I would not be despised.
I would lead you and bring you
Into the (I)house of my mother,
She who used to instruct me.
I would cause you to drink of (J)spiced wine,
Of the juice of my pomegranate.

(To the Daughters of Jerusalem)

(K)His left hand is under my head,
And his right hand embraces me.
(L)I charge you, O daughters of Jerusalem,
Do not stir up nor awaken love
Until it pleases.

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:13 Heb. Mahanaim
  2. Song of Solomon 7:2 Lit. mixed or spiced drink
  3. Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit. nose
  4. Song of Solomon 7:9 Gliding over
  5. Song of Solomon 7:9 LXX, Syr., Vg. lips and teeth.