The Song of Solomon 7:1-13
7 “How beautiful your feet are in your sandals,O noble daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like ornaments,The work of an artisan’s hands.
2 Your navel is a round bowl.
May it never lack mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat,Encircled by lilies.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,The twins of a gazelle.+
4 Your neck+ is like an ivory tower.+
Your eyes+ are like the pools in Heshʹbon,+By the gate of Bath-rabʹbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebʹa·non,Which looks toward Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you like Carʹmel,+And the locks of your hair*+ are like purple wool.+
The king is captivated* by the flowing tresses.
6 How beautiful you are, and how pleasant you are,O beloved girl, above all exquisite delights!
7 Your stature is like a palm tree,And your breasts are like date clusters.+
8 I said, ‘I will climb the palm treeTo take hold of its stalks of fruit.’
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,Your breath as fragrant as apples,
9 And your mouth* like the best wine.”
“May it go down smoothly for my dear one,Softly flowing over the lips of those asleep.
10 I am my dear one’s,+And his desire is for me.
11 Come, O my dear one,Let us go out to the fields;Let us lodge among the henna plants.+
12 Let us rise early and go to the vineyardsTo see if the vine has sprouted,*If the blossoms have opened,+If the pomegranates are in bloom.+
There I will express my affection for you.+
13 The mandrakes+ give off their fragrance;At our doors are all sorts of choice fruits.+
The new as well as the old,O my dear one, I have kept in store for you.
