Song 7 | BSB | STEP | How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.

Song of Solomon 7

Admiration by the Bridegroom

1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master. 2 Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies. 3 Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. 4 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. 5 Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple [threads] ; the king is captured in your tresses. 6 How fair and how pleasant [you are] , O love, with your delights! 7 Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit. 8 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, 9 and your mouth ^{▼▼Hebrew palate} like the finest wine.

The Bride

May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth. ^{▼▼LXX, Syriac, Vulgate; Hebrew gliding gently over lips as we sleep} 10 I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. 11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages. ^{▼▼Or among the henna blossoms} 12 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. 13 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.