Song of Solomon 7

Expressions of Praise

⁷How graceful are your feet in sandals,

O queenly maiden!

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a master hand.^*

²Your navel is a rounded bowl;

may it never lack mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

encircled with lilies.

³Your two breasts are like two fawns,

twins of a gazelle.^*

⁴Your neck is like an ivory tower.

Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,

by the gate of Bath-rabbim.

Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,

overlooking Damascus.^*

⁵Your head crowns you like Carmel,

and your flowing locks are like purple;

a king is held captive in the tresses.^*

⁶How fair and pleasant you are,

O loved one, delectable maiden!^o*

⁷You are stately^p as a palm tree,

and your breasts are like its clusters.

⁸I said, “I will climb the palm tree

and lay hold of its branches.”

O may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

and the scent of your breath like apples,^*

⁹and your kisses^q like the best wine

that goes down^r smoothly,

gliding over lips and teeth.^s

¹⁰I am my beloved’s,

and his desire is for me.^*

¹¹Come, my beloved,

let us go forth into the fields

and lodge in the villages;

¹²let us go out early to the vineyards;

let us 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.^*

¹³The 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.^*