Song of Solomon 7

English HCSB 2004 - Copyrighted Only For Website

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1How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! The curves of your thighs are like jewelry, the handiwork of a master.

2Your navel is a rounded bowl; it never lacks mixed wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies.

3Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.

4Your neck is like a tower of ivory, your eyes like pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.

5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple cloth-- a king could be held captive in your tresses.

6How beautiful you are and how pleasant, [my] love, with such delights!

7Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters [of fruit].

8I said, "I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its fruit." May your breasts be like clusters of grapes, and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.

9Your mouth is like fine wine-- flowing smoothly for my love gliding past my lips and teeth!

10I belong to my love, and his desire is for me.

11Come, my love, let's go to the field; let's spend the night among the henna blossoms.

12Let's go early to the vineyards; let's see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love.

13The mandrakes give off a fragrance, and at our doors is every delicacy-- new as well as old. I have treasured them up for you, my love.

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