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How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince’s daughter!

    Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
    the work of the hands of a skillful workman.
Your body is like a round goblet,
    no mixed wine is wanting.
Your waist is like a heap of wheat,
    set about with lilies.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
    that are twins of a roe.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.
    Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim.
    Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Your head on you is like Carmel.
    The hair of your head like purple.
    The king is held captive in its tresses.
How beautiful and how pleasant you are,
    love, for delights!
This, your stature, is like a palm tree,
    your breasts like its fruit.
I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree.
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
    the smell of your breath like apples.
Your mouth is like the best wine,
    that goes down smoothly for my beloved,
    gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

Beloved

10 I am my beloved’s.
    His desire is toward me.
11 Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field.
    Let’s lodge in the villages.
12 Let’s go early up to the vineyards.
    Let’s see whether the vine has budded,
    its blossom is open,
    and the pomegranates are in flower.
    There I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes produce fragrance.
    At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old,
    which I have stored up for you, my beloved.

Admiration by the Groom

[a]How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
[b](A)Prince’s daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.
Your navel is like a round goblet
That never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat,
[c]Surrounded with lilies.
Your (B)two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
Your (C)neck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes like the pools in (D)Heshbon
By the gate of Bath-rabbim;
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Which looks toward Damascus.
Your head [d]crowns you like (E)Carmel,
And the flowing hair of your head is like purple threads;
The king is captivated by your tresses.
How (F)beautiful and how delightful you are,
[e]My love, with all your delights!
[f]Your stature is like a palm tree,
And your breasts are like its clusters.
I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree,
I will grasp its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your [g]breath like (G)apples,
And your [h](H)mouth like the best wine!”

The Bride

“It (I)goes down smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who are asleep.

The Union of Love

10 (J)I am my beloved’s,
And his (K)desire is for me.
11 Come, my beloved, let’s go out to the [i]country,
Let’s spend the night in the villages.
12 Let’s rise early and go to the vineyards;
Let’s (L)see whether the vine has grown
And its buds have opened,
And whether the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
13 The (M)mandrakes have given forth fragrance;
And over our doors are all (N)delicious fruits,
New as well as old,
Which I have saved for you, my beloved.

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:1 Ch 7:2 in Heb
  2. Song of Solomon 7:1 Or Nobleman’s
  3. Song of Solomon 7:2 Lit Fenced around
  4. Song of Solomon 7:5 Lit is upon
  5. Song of Solomon 7:6 Or With love among your charms
  6. Song of Solomon 7:7 Lit This stature of yours
  7. Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit nose
  8. Song of Solomon 7:9 Lit palate
  9. Song of Solomon 7:11 Lit field