Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skilful workman.
How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! Your curved thighs are like ornaments made by a master craftsman.
2 Thy body is a round goblet, no mingled wine is wanting. Thy waist is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Your navel is like a round bowl—may it never lack spiced wine! Your abdomen is like a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies.
3 Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe.
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Thy neck is like the tower of ivory. Thine eyes, the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Your neck is as elegant as a tower made of ivory. Your eyes shine like the pools of Heshbon by the Bathrabbin gate. Your nose is beautiful, prominent like the tower in Lebanon that faces Damascus.
5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple. The king is held captive in the tresses.
Your head is as magnificent as Mount Carmel; your black hair has a purple sheen, as if a king was held captive in your locks!
6 How fair and how pleasant thou are, O love, for delights!
How beautiful you are, my love—how attractive are your charms!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to its clusters.
You are as tall and slender as a palm tree; your breasts are like its clusters of fruit.
8 I said, I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of the branches of it. Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples,
I tell myself, “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of the fruit.” May your breasts be like bunches of grapes on the vine, and your breath have the scent of apples!
9 and thy mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips and teeth.
May your kisses be like the best wine, going down smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth.
10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
My love is mine, and I am the one he desires!
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.
Come, my love, let's go out into the countryside, and spend the night among the henna flowers.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards. Let us see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give thee my love.
Let's go early to the vineyards and see if the vines have budded and are in flower, and if the pomegranates are blossoming. There I will give my love to you.
13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance. And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
The mandrakes give off their fragrant scent; we are surrounded by all kinds of delights, new as well as old, which I have saved up for you, my love.
