Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter. Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.
How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! Your curved thighs are like ornaments made by a master craftsman.
2 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like 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 Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a gazelle.
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your 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 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its 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 beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights.
How beautiful you are, my love—how attractive are your charms!
7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.
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 its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your 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 Your mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over my lips and my teeth.
May your kisses be like the best wine, going down smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth.
10 I am my beloved's. 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's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you 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. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, 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.
