Song of Solomon 7

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter. Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful workman.

How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good workman:

2 Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.

Your stomach is a store of grain with lilies round it, and in the middle a round cup full of wine.

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

Your two breasts are like two young roes of the same birth.

4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the waters in Heshbon, by the doorway of Bath-rabbim; your nose is as the tower on Lebanon looking over Damascus:

5 Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.

Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.

6 How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights.

How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight.

7 This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.

You are tall like a palm-tree, and your breasts are like the fruit of the vine.

8 I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples,

I said, Let me go up the palm-tree, and let me take its branches in my hands: your breasts will be as the fruit of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples;

9 Your mouth like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over my lips and my teeth.

And the roof of your mouth like good wine flowing down smoothly for my loved one, moving gently over my lips and my teeth.

10 I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.

I am for my loved one, and his desire is for me.

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

Come, my loved one, let us go out into the field; let us take rest among the cypress-trees.

12 Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, its blossom is open, and the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.

Let us go out early to the vine-gardens; let us see if the vine is in bud, if it has put out its young fruit, and the pomegranate is in flower. There I will give you my love.

13 The mandrakes give forth fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.

The mandrakes give out a sweet smell, and at our doors are all sorts of good fruits, new and old, which I have kept for my loved one.