Song of Solomon 7

1How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess!
Lit daughter of a nobleman or prince

The curves of your thighs are like jewelry,
the handiwork of a master.
2 Your navel is a rounded bowl;
it never lacks mixed wine.
Your waist
Or belly
is a mound of wheat
surrounded by lilies.
3 Your breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle. d
4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory, e
your eyes like pools in Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
looking toward Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you
Lit head upon you is
like Mount Carmel,
the hair of your head like purple cloth
a king could be held captive g in your tresses.
6 How beautiful you are and how pleasant, h
my love, with such delights!
7 Your stature is like a palm tree;
your breasts are clusters of fruit.
8 I said, “I will climb the palm tree
and take hold of its fruit.” i
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,
and the fragrance of your breath like apricots. j
9 Your mouth
Lit palate
is like fine wine l

W : flowing smoothly for my love,
gliding past my lips and teeth!
LXX, Syr, Vg; MT reads past lips of sleepers

10 I belong to my love,
and his desire n is for me. o

11 Come, my love,
let’s go to the field;
let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.
Or the villages

12 Let’s go early to the vineyards;
let’s see if the vine has budded,
if the blossom has opened,
if the pomegranates are in bloom. q
There I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes r give off a fragrance,
and at our doors is every delicacy
new as well as old.
I have treasured them up for you, my love.
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