[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 grasp its fruit stalks.’
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your [b]breath like (A)apples,
And your [c](B)mouth like the best wine!”

The Bride

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

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 7:7 Lit This stature of yours
  2. Song of Solomon 7:8 Lit nose
  3. Song of Solomon 7:9 Lit palate

Your stature is like that of the palm,
    and your breasts(A) like clusters of fruit.
I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
    I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apples,(B)
    and your mouth like the best wine.

She

May the wine go straight to my beloved,(C)
    flowing gently over lips and teeth.[a]

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:9 Septuagint, Aquila, Vulgate and Syriac; Hebrew lips of sleepers