The Chorus

13 [a]Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
Come back, come back, so that we may look at you!”

The Groom

“Why should you look at the Shulammite,
As at the (A)dance of [b](B)the two armies?

Admiration by the Groom

[c]How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
[d](C)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,
[e]Surrounded with lilies.
Your (D)two breasts are like two fawns,
Twins of a gazelle.
Your (E)neck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes like the pools in (F)Heshbon
By the gate of Bath-rabbim;
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
Which looks toward Damascus.
Your head [f]crowns you like (G)Carmel,
And the flowing hair of your head is like purple threads;
The king is captivated by your tresses.
How (H)beautiful and how delightful you are,
[g]My love, with all your delights!

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:13 Ch 7:1 in Heb
  2. Song of Solomon 6:13 Or Mahanaim
  3. Song of Solomon 7:1 Ch 7:2 in Heb
  4. Song of Solomon 7:1 Or Nobleman’s
  5. Song of Solomon 7:2 Lit Fenced around
  6. Song of Solomon 7:5 Lit is upon
  7. Song of Solomon 7:6 Or With love among your charms

Graceful dancer

[Man]

13 [a] Come back, come back, Shulammite![b]
        Come back, come back, so we may admire you.
How you all admire the Shulammite
        as she whirls between two circles of dancers!

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.[c]
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![d]

Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:13 7:1 in Heb
  2. Song of Solomon 6:13 A name or title for the woman
  3. Song of Solomon 7:4 Or by the gate of Bath-rabbim
  4. Song of Solomon 7:6 With Syr and Aquila daughter of delights; MT love in delights or love with every charm