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Song of Songs 7

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1 Thy steps are beautiful in shoes, O daughter of the prince: the joints of thighs are like chains, the work of the craftsman.
1 How graceful are your feet in sandals, O queenly maiden! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a master hand.
2 Thy navel is a turned bowl, not wanting liquor; thy belly is a heap of wheat set about with lilies.
2 Your navel is a rounded bowl that never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, encircled with lilies.
3 Thy two breasts are as two twin fawns.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
4 Thy neck is as an ivory tower; thine eyes are as pools in Esebon, by the gates of the daughter of many: thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, looking toward Damascus.
4 Your 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.
5 Thy head upon thee is as Carmel, and the curls of thy hair like scarlet; the king is bound in the galleries.
5 Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses.
6 How beautiful art thou, and how sweet art thou, love!
6 How fair and pleasant you are, O loved one, delectable maiden!
7 This is thy greatness in thy delights: thou wast made like a palm tree, and thy breasts to cluster.
7 You are stately as a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters.
8 I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose of apples;
8 I say 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,
9 and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.
9 and your kisses like the best wine that goes down smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth.
10 I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.
10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.
11 Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields, and lodge in the villages;
12 Let us go early into the vineyards; let us see if the vine has flowered, the blossoms have appeared, if the pomegranates have blossomed; there will I give thee my breasts.
12 let us go out early to the vineyards, and 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.
13 The mandrakes have given a smell, and at our doors all kinds of choice fruits, new and old. O my kinsman, I have kept for thee.
13 The 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.

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