1How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince' daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.2Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.3Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.4Thy 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.5Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes .8I 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;9And 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.10I am my beloved', and his desire is toward me.11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.12Let 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.13The 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.
Song of Solomon 7
English Standard Version
1How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O noble daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand. (Ps 45:13; Pr 8:30; Pr 25:12)2Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies. (So 2:1)3Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. (So 4:5)4Your 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. (Nu 21:26; 1Ki 4:33; 1Ki 11:24; 2Ki 5:12; So 4:4; So 4:8; So 5:12)5Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses. (Jos 19:26; So 4:1)6How beautiful and pleasant you are, O loved one, with all your delights![1] (2Sa 1:23; 2Sa 1:26; So 1:15)7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters.8I 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, (So 1:14; Mic 7:1)9and your mouth[2] like the best wine. She: It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth.[3] (So 5:16)10I am my beloved’s, and his desire is for me. (Ps 45:11; So 2:16; So 6:3)
The Bride Gives Her Love
11Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields and lodge in the villages;[4] (So 2:10; So 4:8)12let 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. (So 2:13; So 2:15; So 6:11)13The 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. (Ge 30:14; So 4:13; Mt 13:52)