SongofSolomon - Chapter 7 | American Standard Version

  • 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 {cf15i like} a round goblet, {cf15i Wherein} no mingled wine is wanting: Thy waist is {cf15i like} a heap of wheat Set about with lilies.
  • 3. Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.
  • 4. Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; Thine eyes {cf15i as} the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looketh toward Damascus.
  • 5. Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses {cf15i thereof}.
  • 6. How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
  • 7. This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.
  • 8. I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy breath like apples,
  • 9. And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.
  • 10. I am my beloved's; And his desire is toward me.
  • 11. Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.
  • 12. Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, {cf15i And} its blossom is open, {cf15i And} the pomegranates are in flower: There will I give thee my love.
  • 13. The mandrakes give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.
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