Song Of Songs 7

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Verse 1

“You are like a prince’s daughter.
Your feet in sandals are so beautiful.
Your graceful legs are like jewels.
The hands of an artist must have shaped them.

“How beautiful are your feet in sandals,
O prince’s daughter!
The curves of your hips are like jewels,
The work of the hands of an artist.

Verse 2

Your navel is like a round bowl
that always has mixed wine in it.
Your waist is like a mound of wheat
surrounded by lilies.

“Your navel is a round goblet
Which never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Surrounded with lilies.

Verse 3

Your two breasts are lovely.
They are like two young antelopes.

“Your two breasts are like two fawns,
The twins of a gazelle.

Verse 4

Your neck is smooth and beautiful like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon
by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the towering mountains of Lebanon
that face the city of Damascus.

“Your neck is like a tower of ivory,
Your eyes the [sparkling] pools of Heshbon
By the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
Which looks toward Damascus.

Verse 5

Your head is like a crown on you.
It is as beautiful as Mount Carmel.
Your hair is as smooth as purple silk.
I am captured by your flowing curls.

“Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,
And the flowing hair of your head like purple threads;
I, the king, am held captive by your ^[a]tresses.

Verse 6

You are so beautiful! You please me so much!
You are so delightful, my love!

“How beautiful and how delightful you are,
My love, with all your delights!

Verse 7

You are as graceful as a palm tree.
Your breasts are as sweet as the freshest fruit.

“Your stature is like that of a palm tree
And your breasts like its clusters [of dates].

Verse 8

I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree.
I’ll take hold of its fruit.’
May your breasts be as sweet as grapes on the vine.
May your breath smell like the tastiest apples.

“I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree;
I will grasp its branches.
Let your breasts be like clusters of the grapevine,
And the fragrance of your breath like apples,

Verse 9

May your lips be like the finest wine.”

The woman says

“May my wine go straight to you, my love.
May it flow gently over our lips as we sleep.

‘And your kisses like the best wine!’”

(The Shulammite Bride)

“It goes down smoothly and sweetly for my beloved,
Gliding gently over his lips while he sleeps.

The Union of Love

Verse 10

“I belong to you, my love.
And you long for me.

“I am my beloved’s,
And his desire is for me.

Verse 11

Come, my love. Let’s go to the country.
Let’s spend the night in the villages.

“Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country,
Let us spend the night in the villages.

Verse 12

Let’s go out to the vineyards early.
    Let’s go and see if the vines have budded.
Let’s find out whether their flowers have opened.
    Let’s see if the pomegranate trees are blooming.
    There I will give you my love.

“Let us go out early to the vineyards;
Let us see whether the vine has budded
And its blossoms have opened,
And whether the pomegranates have flowered.
There I will give you my love.

Verse 13

The mandrake flowers give off their strong smell.
All the best things are waiting for us,
new and old alike.
I’ve stored them up for you, my love.

“The mandrakes give forth fragrance,
And over our doors are all [kinds of] choice fruits,
Both new and old,
Which I have saved up for you, my beloved.