Song of Songs 7

Translation: ESV

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

    O noble daughter!

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

    the work of a master hand.

2 Your navel is a rounded bowl

    that never lacks mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

    encircled with lilies.

3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

    twins of a gazelle.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,

    by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,

    which looks toward Damascus.

5 Your head crowns you like Carmel,

    and your flowing locks are like purple;

    a king is held captive in the tresses.

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6 How beautiful and pleasant you are,

    O loved one, with all your delights!

7 Your stature is like a palm tree,

    and your breasts are like its clusters.

8 I say I will climb the palm tree

    and lay hold of its fruit.

Oh may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

    and the scent of your breath like apples,

9 and your mouth like the best wine.

She

It goes down smoothly for my beloved,

    gliding over lips and teeth.

10 I am my beloved's,

    and his desire is for me.

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11 Come, my beloved,

    let us go out into the fields

    and lodge in the villages;

12 let us go out early to the vineyards

    and see whether the vines have budded,

whether the grape blossoms have opened

    and the pomegranates are in bloom.

There I will give you my love.

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance,

    and beside our doors are all choice fruits,

new as well as old,

    which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.

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