Song of Solomon, Chapter 7
Chapter 7 of Song of Solomon
O queenly maiden!
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
the work of a master hand.
that never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat,
encircled with lilies.
twins of a gazelle.
Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,
by the gate of Bath-rab′bim.
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,
overlooking Damascus.
and your flowing locks are like purple;
a king is held captive in the tresses.[a]
O loved one, delectable maiden![b]
and your breasts are like its clusters.
and lay hold of its branches.
Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
and the scent of your breath like apples,
that goes down[e] smoothly,
gliding over lips and teeth.[f]
and his desire is for me.
let us go forth into the fields,
and lodge in the villages;
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.
and over our doors are all choice fruits,
new as well as old,
which I have laid up for you, O my beloved.FOOTNOTES
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