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[a]How beautiful are your [b]feet in sandals,
O (A)noble’s daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like ornaments,
The work of the hands of an artist.
Your navel is like a round basin
Which never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Encircled 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 faces toward Damascus.
Your head [c]crowns you like (E)Carmel,
And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads;
The king is captivated by your tresses.
How (F)beautiful and how pleasant you are,
[d]My love, with all your pleasures!
[e]Your stature is like a palm tree,
And your breasts are like its clusters.
I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree;
I will seize its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your [f]breath like [g](G)apples,
And your [h](H)mouth like the best wine!”
[i]It (I)goes down smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep.

The Union of Love

10 (J)I am my beloved’s,
And his (K)desire is for me.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go out into the [j]fields,
Let us spend the night in the villages.
12 Let us rise early and go to the vineyards;
Let us (L)see whether the vine has flourished
And its blossoms 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)choice fruits,
Both new and old,
Which I have treasured up for you, my beloved.

Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:1 Ch 7:2 in Heb
  2. Song of Songs 7:1 Lit footsteps
  3. Song of Songs 7:5 Lit is upon
  4. Song of Songs 7:6 Or With love among your delights
  5. Song of Songs 7:7 Lit This stature of yours
  6. Song of Songs 7:8 Lit nose
  7. Song of Songs 7:8 Or apricots
  8. Song of Songs 7:9 Lit palate
  9. Song of Songs 7:9 BRIDE
  10. Song of Songs 7:11 Lit field

How graceful are your sandaled feet,
        willing woman!
The smooth curves of your thighs—like fine jewelry,
        the work of an artist’s hands!
Your navel, cupped like the full moon—
        may it never lack spiced wine!
Your belly is a mound of winnowed wheat
        edged with lilies.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
        twins of a gazelle doe;
    your neck, like a tower of ivory;
        your eyes, pools in Heshbon,
            by the gate of that lordly city.[a]
Your profile is like the tower of Lebanon,
        looking out toward Damascus.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,
        and your hair, braided in royal purple—
            a king is bound by the tresses!
You are so beautiful, so lovely—
        my love, delightful one![b]
Your stately form resembles a date palm,
        and your breasts are like clustered fruit.
I say, “I will climb the palm tree;
        I will hold its fruit!”

May your breasts be now
        like grape clusters,
and the scent of your breath like apples!
        Your palate is like excellent wine . . .

[Woman]

        . . . flowing smoothly for my love,
            gliding through the lips and teeth.[c]
10 I belong to my lover,
        and his longing is only for me.

The ripeness of love

[Woman]

11 Come, my love:
        Let’s go out to the field
        and rest all night among the flowering henna.
12 Let’s set out early for the vineyards.
We will see if the vines have budded
        and the blossoms opened,
    see if the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I’ll give my loving to you.

13 The mandrakes give off their scent,
        and at our doorways is every delicacy—
            fresh or ripened—
        my love, I have kept them hidden for you.

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:4 Or by the gate of Bath-rabbim
  2. Song of Solomon 7:6 With Syr and Aquila daughter of delights; MT love in delights or love with every charm
  3. Song of Solomon 7:9 LXX, Syr, Vulg; MT through the lips of those who sleep; Heb uncertain