Chapter 7
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 skilful workman.
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2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.1
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- liquor: Heb. mixture
3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
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4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thy eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
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5 Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple; the king is held captive by her locks of hair.12
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- Carmel: or, crimson
- held: Heb. bound
6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
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7 This thy stature is like a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes .
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8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its boughs: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of thy breath like apples;
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9 And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.12
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- sweetly: Heb. straightly
- of those...: or, of the ancient
10 I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
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11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
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12 Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourisheth, whether the tender grape appeareth, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.1
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- appear: Heb. open
13 The mandrakes give a fragrance, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
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