Song of Solomon 7 ~ Song of Solomon 7

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1 H ow 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 cunning workman.

¶ How beautiful are thy feet in thy shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of an excellent workman.

2 T hy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

Thy navel is like a round goblet, which does not lack liquor; thy belly is like a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

3 T hy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

4 T hy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim; thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

5 T hine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

Thine head upon thee is like scarlet, and the hair of thine head like the purple of the king hung in the galleries.

6 H ow fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

7 T his thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

This, thy stature is like unto the palm tree, and thy breasts to the clusters.

8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;

I said, I will climb up the palm tree, I will take hold of the clusters thereof; now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine and the smell of thy nose like apples;

9 A nd 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 thy palate like the best wine that goes into my beloved sweetly and causes the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

¶ I am my beloved’s, and with me he has his contentment.

11 C ome, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

12 L et us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.

Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vines flourish, whether the tender flowers appear, if the pomegranates bud forth; there I will give thee my loves.

13 T he 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 have given their fragrance, and at our gates are all manner of sweet fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.