Song of Solomon 7

1 How beautiful are your feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of [thy] thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.

2 Your navel is like a round goblet, which wants not liquor: your belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

Thy navel is [as] a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is [as] a heap of wheat set about with lilies.

3 Your two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.

4 Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the pool in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: your nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.

5 your head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.

6 How fair and how pleasant are you, O love, for delights!

How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, [my] love!

7 This your stature is like to a palm tree, and your breasts to clusters of grapes.

This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to cluster.

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

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

9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

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

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

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

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

12 Let 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 you my loves.

Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, [if] the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.

13 The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.

The mandrakes have given a smell, and at our doors [are] all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my kinsman, I have kept [them] for thee.