Song of Solomon 7

 Song of Solomon 7

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, worked by the hands of a craftsman.

2 Your navel is like a round cup that never lacks drink; your belly is like a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies.

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

4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory; your eyes are like the fishponds of Heshbon, by the gate of Beth-arabim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which looks toward Damascus.

5 Your head upon you is like Mount Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple; the king is bound by her braids.

6 How beautiful and how delightful you are, O love, in delights! 

7 Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of grapes.

8 I said, "I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its branches; then your breasts will be like clusters on the vine, and the scent of your breath like apples."

9 And your taste is like the best wine for my beloved, a sweet drink that moves the lips of those who sleep.

10 I am my beloved's, and he loves me.

11 Come, my beloved, let us go to the field; let us spend the night in the villages.

12 Let us rise early in the morning to the vineyards; let us see if the vines are budded, if the blossoms are opened, if the pomegranates have blossomed. There I will show you my great love.

13 The mandrakes give a fragrance, and at our gates are all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my beloved, I have stored them up for you.