Thine head upon thee is as scarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the king is tied [a]in the [b]rafters.

How fair art thou, and how pleasant art thou, O my love, in pleasures!

This thy stature is like a palm tree, and thy breasts like clusters.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:5 He delighteth to come near thee, and to be in thy company.
  2. Song of Solomon 7:5 Or, galleries.

Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.(A)
    Your hair is like royal tapestry;
    the king is held captive by its tresses.
How beautiful(B) you are and how pleasing,
    my love, with your delights!(C)
Your stature is like that of the palm,
    and your breasts(D) like clusters of fruit.

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