from Biblica1[1] How beautiful your sandalled feet, O prince’s daughter! Your graceful legs are like jewels, the work of an artist’s hands.2Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by lilies.3Your breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle.4Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking towards Damascus.5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your hair is like royal tapestry; the king is held captive by its tresses.6How beautiful you are and how pleasing, my love, with your delights!7Your stature is like that of the palm, and your breasts like clusters of fruit.8I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.’ May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples,9and your mouth like the best wine. She May the wine go straight to my beloved, flowing gently over lips and teeth.[2]10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.11Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.[3]12Let us go early to the vineyards to see if the vines have budded, if their blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates are in bloom – there I will give you my love.13The mandrakes send out their fragrance, and at our door is every delicacy, both new and old, that I have stored up for you, my beloved.
Song of Solomon 7
English Standard Version
from Crossway1How 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)