Song of Solomon 7
New Living Translation
7 [a]How beautiful are your sandaled feet,
O queenly maiden.
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
the work of a skilled craftsman.
2 Your navel is perfectly formed
like a goblet filled with mixed wine.
Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat
bordered with lilies.
3 Your breasts are like two fawns,
twin fawns of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is as beautiful as an ivory tower.
Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon
overlooking Damascus.
5 Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel,
and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty.
The king is held captive by its tresses.
6 Oh, how beautiful you are!
How pleasing, my love, how full of delights!
7 You are slender like a palm tree,
and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.
8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree
and take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like grape clusters,
and the fragrance of your breath like apples.
9 May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine—
Young Woman
Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover,
flowing gently over lips and teeth.[b]
10 I am my lover’s,
and he claims me as his own.
11 Come, my love, let us go out to the fields
and spend the night among the wildflowers.[c]
12 Let us get up early and go to the vineyards
to see if the grapevines have budded,
if the blossoms have opened,
and if the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
13 There the mandrakes give off their fragrance,
and the finest fruits are at our door,
new delights as well as old,
which I have saved for you, my lover.
Song of Solomon 7
International Standard Version
7 [a]How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
noble lady.[b]
The curves of your thighs are like ornaments,
the work of a skilled artist’s hands.
2 Your navel is a rounded goblet
that never lacks mixed wine.
Your abdomen is a bundle of wheat,
enclosed by lilies.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory.
Your eyes are like the[c] pools in Heshbon,
beside the gate of Beth-rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
which faces Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you[d] like Mount Carmel.
Your flowing locks[e] are like purple,
and a king could be captured in the dangling tresses.
6 How beautiful and lovely you are,
you are love with its exquisite delights.[f]
7 Your stature[g] is like a palm tree,
and your breasts are like clusters of fruit.[h]
8 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,[i]
and the smell of your breath like apples.[j]
9 May your mouth[k] be like good wine.
The Loved One
May it go down smoothly to my beloved,
gliding gently over the lips of the sleeping ones.
10 I belong to my beloved,
and his desire is for me.
11 Come, my beloved.
Let us go out to the country,
let us spend the night in the villages.[l]
12 Let us go early to the vineyards,
let us see whether the vine has budded,
whether the blossom has opened,
whether the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I’ll give you my love.
13 The mandrakes give off their[m] fragrance,
and over our doors are all the choice fruits,
both old and new,
that I’ve stored up for you, my beloved.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 7:1 This v. is 7:2 in MT
- Song of Solomon 7:1 Or prince’s daughter
- Song of Solomon 7:4 The Heb. lacks like the
- Song of Solomon 7:5 Lit. is on you
- Song of Solomon 7:5 Lit. the hair of your head
- Song of Solomon 7:6 Or my love with exquisite delights; Lit. Love with exquisite delights
- Song of Solomon 7:7 Lit. This stature of yours
- Song of Solomon 7:7 The Heb. lacks of fruit
- Song of Solomon 7:8 I.e. grapes
- Song of Solomon 7:8 Or apricots
- Song of Solomon 7:9 Lit. palate
- Song of Solomon 7:11 Or night among the henna blossoms
- Song of Solomon 7:13 The Heb. lacks their
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