Song of Songs 7

Song of Songs 7

1How beautiful are youi feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of youi thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

2You1s navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wants not liquor: youi belly [is like] an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

3You1s two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins.

4You1s neck [is] as a tower of ivory; youi eyes [like] the fishpools in Heshbon [Stronghold] , by the gate of Bat-Rabbim [daughter of multitudes] : youi nose [is] as the tower of L’vanon [Whiteness] which looks toward Dammesek (Damascus) [silent is the sackcloth weaver] .

5You1s head upon youi [is] like Carmel [Garden-land] , and the hair of youi head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.

6How fair and how pleasant are youi , O love, for delights!

7This youi stature is like to a palm tree, and youi breasts to clusters [of grapes] .

8I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also youi breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of youi nose like apples;

9And the roof of youi mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

10I [am] my beloved’s, and his desire [is] toward me.

11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, [whether] the tender grape appear, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give youi my loves.

13The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits] , new and old, [which] I have laid up for youi , O my beloved.

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