Song of Songs 7
7
The Man Speaks to the Woman
1Your feet are beautiful in sandals,
you daughter of a prince.
Your round thighs are like jewels
shaped by an artist.
2Your navel is like a round drinking cup
always filled with wine.
Your stomach is like a pile of wheat
with lilies around it like a fence.
3Your breasts are like two fawns.
They are like twins of a gazelle.
4Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon
near the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon
which looks toward Damascus.
5Your head is like Mount Carmel.
And your hair is like purple cloth.
The king is captured in its folds.
6You are beautiful.
You are very pleasant.
My love, you are full of delights!
7You are tall like a palm tree.
Your breasts are like its bunches of fruit.
8I said, “I will climb up the palm tree.
I will take hold of its fruit.”
Let your breasts be like bunches of grapes.
Let the smell of your breath be like apples.
9And let your mouth be like the best wine.
The Woman Speaks to the Man
Let this wine go down sweetly for my lover.
May it flow gently past the lips and teeth.
10I belong to my lover,
and he desires only me.
11Come, my lover.
Let’s go out into the country.
Let’s spend the night in the fields.
12Let’s go early to the vineyards.
Let’s see if the buds are on the vines.
Let’s see if the blossoms have already opened
and if the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
13The mandrake flowers give their sweet smell.
And at our gates there are all the best fruits.
I have saved them for you, my lover,
the old delights and the new.
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Song of Songs 7
7
The Man Speaks to the Woman
1Your feet are beautiful in sandals,
you daughter of a prince.
Your round thighs are like jewels
shaped by an artist.
2Your navel is like a round drinking cup
always filled with wine.
Your stomach is like a pile of wheat
with lilies around it like a fence.
3Your breasts are like two fawns.
They are like twins of a gazelle.
4Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon
near the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon
which looks toward Damascus.
5Your head is like Mount Carmel.
And your hair is like purple cloth.
The king is captured in its folds.
6You are beautiful.
You are very pleasant.
My love, you are full of delights!
7You are tall like a palm tree.
Your breasts are like its bunches of fruit.
8I said, “I will climb up the palm tree.
I will take hold of its fruit.”
Let your breasts be like bunches of grapes.
Let the smell of your breath be like apples.
9And let your mouth be like the best wine.
The Woman Speaks to the Man
Let this wine go down sweetly for my lover.
May it flow gently past the lips and teeth.
10I belong to my lover,
and he desires only me.
11Come, my lover.
Let’s go out into the country.
Let’s spend the night in the fields.
12Let’s go early to the vineyards.
Let’s see if the buds are on the vines.
Let’s see if the blossoms have already opened
and if the pomegranates have bloomed.
There I will give you my love.
13The mandrake flowers give their sweet smell.
And at our gates there are all the best fruits.
I have saved them for you, my lover,
the old delights and the new.
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