The curves of your thighs are like jewelry,
the handiwork of a master.
2 Your navel is a rounded bowl;
it never lacks mixed wine.
Your waist[b] is a mound of wheat
surrounded by lilies.
3 Your breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory,
your eyes like pools in Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
looking toward Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you[c] like Mount Carmel,
the hair of your head like purple cloth—
a king could be held captive in your tresses.
6 How beautiful you are and how pleasant,
my love, with such delights!
7 Your stature is like a palm tree;
your breasts are clusters of fruit.
8 I 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.
9 Your mouth[d] is like fine wine—
gliding past my lips and teeth![e]
10 I belong to my love,
and his desire is for me.
let’s go to the field;
let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.[f]
12 Let’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 love.
13 The mandrakes give off a fragrance,
and at our doors is every delicacy—
new as well as old.
I have treasured them up for you, my love.
Footnotes
- Song of Solomon 7:1 Lit daughter of a nobleman or prince
- Song of Solomon 7:2 Or belly
- Song of Solomon 7:5 Lit head upon you is
- Song of Solomon 7:9 Lit palate
- Song of Solomon 7:9 LXX, Syr, Vg; MT reads past lips of sleepers
- Song of Solomon 7:11 Or the villages