Song of Solomon 7
1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs [are] like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.
How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.
2 Thy navel [is like] a round goblet, [which] wanteth not liquor: thy belly [is like] a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.
3 Thy two breasts [are] like two young roes [that are] twins.
Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Thy neck [is] as a tower of ivory; thy eyes [like] the fish-pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose [is] as the tower of Lebanon which looketh towards Damascus.
Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.
5 Thy head upon thee [is] like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple; the king [is] held in the galleries.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes].
Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its boughs: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;
I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth [down] sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.
and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.
10 I [am] my beloved's, and his desire [is] towards me.
I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.
12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourisheth, [whether] the tender grape appeareth, [and] the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.
Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.
13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates [are] all manner of pleasant [fruits], new and old, [which] I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
The mandrakes send forth a fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, new as well as old, that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.
