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Song of Solomon chapter 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. 2Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies. 3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. 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. 5Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses. 6 How beautiful and pleasant you are, O loved one, with all your delights! 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, 9and your mouth like the best wine. It goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding over lips and teeth. 10 I am my beloved 's, and his desire is for me. 11 Come, my beloved, let us go out into the fields and lodge in the villages; 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. 13 The 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.
New International Version

1 How beautiful your sandaled 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 toward 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. May the wine go straight to my beloved, flowing gently over lips and teeth. 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. 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.
New American Standard Bible

1'How beautiful are your feet in sandals, Prince’s daughter! The curves of your hips are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist. 2Your navel is like a round goblet That never lacks mixed wine; Your belly is like a heap of wheat, Surrounded with lilies. 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle. 4Your neck is like a tower of ivory, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, Which looks toward Damascus. 5Your head crowns you like Carmel, And the flowing hair of your head is like purple threads; The king is captivated by your tresses. 6How beautiful and how delightful you are, My love, with all your delights! 7 Your stature is like a palm tree, And your breasts are like its clusters. 8I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree, I will grasp its fruit stalks.’ Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9And your mouth like the best wine!' 'It goes down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing gently through the lips of those who are asleep.
10'I am my beloved’s, And his desire is for me. 11Come, my beloved, let’s go out to the country, Let’s spend the night in the villages. 12Let’s rise early and go to the vineyards; Let’s see whether the vine has grown And its buds have opened, And whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love. 13The mandrakes have given forth fragrance; And over our doors are all delicious fruits, New as well as old, Which I have saved for you, my beloved.
Christian Standard Bible

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 belly 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 Bath-rabbim’s gate. 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 am my love’s, 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 caresses. 13The mandrakes give off a fragrance, and at our doors is every delicacy, both new and old. I have treasured them up for you, my love.
New Living Translation

1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O queenly maiden. Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a skilled craftsman. 2Your navel is perfectly formed like a goblet filled with mixed wine. Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat bordered with lilies. 3Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle. 4Your neck is as beautiful as an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus. 5Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel, and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty. The king is held captive by its tresses. 6Oh, how beautiful you are! How pleasing, my love, how full of delights! 7You are slender like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters of fruit. 8I said, 'I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its fruit.' May your breasts be like grape clusters, and the fragrance of your breath like apples.
9May your kisses be as exciting as the best wine — Yes, wine that goes down smoothly for my lover, flowing gently over lips and teeth. 10I am my lover’s, and he claims me as his own. 11Come, my love, let us go out to the fields and spend the night among the wildflowers. 12Let us get up early and go to the vineyards to see if the grapevines have budded, if the blossoms have opened, and if the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love. 13There the mandrakes give off their fragrance, and the finest fruits are at our door, new delights as well as old, which I have saved for you, my lover.
King James Version

1How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's 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's, 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.
New King James Version

1How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman. 2Your navel is a rounded goblet; It lacks no blended beverage. Your waist is a heap of wheat Set about with lilies. 3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle. 4 Your neck is like an ivory tower, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looks toward Damascus. 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, And the hair of your head is like purple; A king is held captive by your tresses. 6How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, with your delights! 7This stature of yours is like a palm tree, And your breasts like its clusters. 8I said, “I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches.” Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The fragrance of your breath like apples, 9And the roof of your mouth like the best wine. The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved, Moving gently the lips of sleepers. 10 I am my beloved’s, And his desire is toward me. 11Come, my beloved, Let us go forth to the field; Let us lodge in the villages. 12Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see if the vine has budded, Whether the grape blossoms are open, And the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. 13The mandrakes give off a fragrance, And at our gates are pleasant fruits, All manner, new and old, Which I have laid up for you, my beloved.

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