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Song of Solomon 7
World English Bible British Edition · Berean Standard Bible
How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince’s daughter!
How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.
Your body is like a round goblet,
Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.
Your head on you is like Carmel.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
How beautiful and how pleasant you are,
How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
This, your stature, is like a palm tree,
Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree.
I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,
Your mouth is like the best wine,
and your mouth (note: Hebrew palate) like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth (note: LXX, Syriac, and Vulgate; Hebrew gliding gently over lips as we sleep).
Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field.
Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers (note: Or among the henna blossoms or in the villages).
Let’s go early up to the vineyards.
Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom—there I will give you my love.
The mandrakes produce fragrance.
The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.