Song Of Songs 7

Song Of Songs 7

NIRV — New International Reader's Version Bible (NIRV)
NLT — New Living Translation Bible (NLT)
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.
[a]How beautiful are your sandaled feet,
    O queenly maiden.
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
    the work of a skilled craftsman.
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 perfectly formed
    like a goblet filled with mixed wine.
Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat
    bordered with lilies.
Verse 3
Your two breasts are lovely.
    They are like two young antelopes.
Your breasts are like two fawns,
    twin fawns 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 as beautiful as an ivory tower.
Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon
    by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon
    overlooking 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 is as majestic as Mount Carmel,
    and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty.
    The king is held captive by its tresses.
Verse 6
You are so beautiful! You please me so much!
    You are so delightful, my love!
Oh, how beautiful you are!
    How pleasing, my love, how full of delights!
Verse 7
You are as graceful as a palm tree.
    Your breasts are as sweet as the freshest fruit.
You are slender like a palm tree,
    and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.
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
    and take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like grape clusters,
    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.

May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine—

Young Woman

Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover,
    flowing gently over lips and teeth.[b]

Verse 10
“I belong to you, my love.
    And you long for me.
I am my lover’s,
    and he claims me as his own.
Verse 11
Come, my love. Let’s go to the country.
    Let’s spend the night in the villages.
Come, my love, let us go out to the fields
    and spend the night among the wildflowers.[c]
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 get up early and go to the vineyards
    to see if the grapevines have budded,
if the blossoms have opened,
    and if the pomegranates have bloomed.
    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.

There the mandrakes give off their fragrance,
    and the finest fruits are at our door,
new delights as well as old,
    which I have saved for you, my lover.