| 7 | Song of Solomon | Reference | |
|---|---|---|---|
| How graceful are your feet in sandals, O queenly maiden! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand. | He. Sg.7.1-9 | ||
| Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies. | |||
| Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. | |||
| Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rab'bim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, overlooking Damascus. | |||
| Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses. | |||
| How fair and pleasant you are, O loved one, delectable maiden! | |||
| You are stately as a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters. | |||
| I say I will climb the palm tree and lay hold of its branches. Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples, | |||
| and your kisses like the best wine that goes down smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth. | |||
| I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me. | She. Sg.7.10-8.4 | ||
| Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields, and lodge in the villages; | |||
| let 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. | |||
| The mandrakes give forth fragrance, and over our doors are all choice fruits, new as well as old, which I have laid up for you, O my beloved. | |||
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