Song of Solomon 7:1–2

13 Come back, come back, O Shulammite;

come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!

Why would you gaze on the Shulammite

as on the dance of Mahanaim?

1 How beautiful your sandaled feet,

O prince’s daughter!

Your graceful legs are like jewels,

the work of an artist’s hands.

2 Your navel is a rounded goblet

that never lacks blended wine.

Your waist is a mound of wheat

encircled by lilies.

13  Return, return, O Shulammite,

return, return, that we may look upon you.

Why should you look upon the Shulammite,

as upon a dance before two armies?

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O noble daughter!

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a master hand.

2 Your navel is a rounded bowl

that never lacks mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

encircled with lilies.

13 Return, return, O Shulamite;

Return, return, that we may look upon thee.

What will ye see in the Shulamite?

As it were the company of two armies.

1 How 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.

2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor:

Thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

13  Return, return to us, O maid of Shulam.

Come back, come back, that we may see you again.

Why do you stare at this young woman of Shulam,

as she moves so gracefully between two lines of dancers?

1  How beautiful are your sandaled feet,

O queenly maiden.

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a skilled craftsman.

2 Your navel is perfectly formed

like a goblet filled with mixed wine.

Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat

bordered with lilies.

13 Return, return, O Shulamite;

Return, return, that we may look upon you!

What would you see in the Shulamite—

As it were, the dance of the two camps?

1 How 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.

2 Your navel is a rounded goblet;

It lacks no blended beverage.

Your waist is a heap of wheat

Set about with lilies.

13 Come back, come back, woman of Shulam.

Come back, come back,

so we may look at you!

Why do you want to look at the woman of Shulam

as you would at the dance of two armies?

1 Your feet are beautiful in sandals,

you daughter of a prince.

Your round thighs are like jewels

shaped by an artist.

2 Your navel is like a round drinking cup

always filled with wine.

Your stomach is like a pile of wheat

surrounded with lilies.

13 Return, return, O Shulammite;

Return, return, that we may look upon thee.

Why will ye look upon the Shulammite,

As upon the dance of Mahanaim?

1 How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter!

Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,

The work of the hands of a skilful workman.

2 Thy body is like a round goblet,

Wherein no mingled wine is wanting:

Thy waist is like a heap of wheat

Set about with lilies.

13 Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. —What would ye look upon in the Shulamite? —As it were the dance of two camps.

1 How beautiful are thy footsteps in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The roundings of thy thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of an artist. 2 Thy navel is a round goblet, which wanteth not mixed wine; Thy belly a heap of wheat, set about with lilies;

13 Come back! Come back, young woman from Shulam! 

Come back! Come back so that we may look at you! 

Why do you look at me, the young woman from Shulam, 

as you look at the dance of Mahanaim? 

1 How beautiful are your feet in their sandals, noble daughter! 

The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, 

like the work of an artist’s hands. 

2 Your navel is a round bowl. 

May it always be filled with spiced wine. 

Your waist is a bundle of wheat enclosed in lilies. 

13 Come back, come back, Shulammite!

Come back, come back, that we may look at you!

Why are you looking at the Shulammite,

as you look at the dance of the two camps?

1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess!

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 is a mound of wheat

surrounded by lilies.

13 Return, return, O Shulammite!

Return, return, that we may look upon you.

Why should you look upon the Shulammite,

as upon a dance before two armies?

1 How graceful are your feet in sandals,

O queenly maiden!

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a master hand.

2 Your navel is a rounded bowl;

may it never lack mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

encircled with lilies.

13  Turn, turn, O Shulammite!

Turn, turn so that we may look upon you!

Why do you look upon the Shulammite

as at a dance of the two armies?

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O royal princess!

The curves of your thighs are like jewels,

the work of the hands of a craftsman.

2 Your navel is a round wine-mixing bowl

that does not lack mixed wine!

Your belly is a heap of wheat

encircled with lilies.

13 “Come back to us.

Come back, Shulammite woman.

Come back to us.

Come back. Then we can look at you.”

The woman says,

“Why do you want to look at me

as you would watch a dancer at Mahanaim?”

1 The king says to the Shulammite woman,

“You are like a prince’s daughter.

Your feet in sandals are so beautiful.

Your graceful legs are like jewels.

The hands of a skilled worker must have shaped them.

2 Your navel is like a round bowl

that always has mixed wine in it.

Your waist is like a mound of wheat

that is surrounded by lilies.

13 “Come back, come back, O Shulammite;

Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!”

“Why should you gaze at the Shulammite,

As at the dance of the two companies?

1 “How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O prince’s daughter!

The curves of your hips are like jewels,

The work of the hands of an artist.

2 “Your navel is like a round goblet

Which never lacks mixed wine;

Your belly is like a heap of wheat

Fenced about with lilies.