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[a]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 [b]breath like [c](A)apples,
And your [d](B)mouth like the best wine!”
[e]It (C)goes down smoothly for my beloved,
Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall asleep.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:7 Lit This stature of yours
  2. Song of Songs 7:8 Lit nose
  3. Song of Songs 7:8 Or apricots
  4. Song of Songs 7:9 Lit palate
  5. Song of Songs 7:9 BRIDE