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Admiration by the Bridegroom |
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| Song of Solomon 7:1 |
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"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. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:2 |
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"Your navel is like a round goblet Which never
lacks mixed wine; Your belly is like a heap of wheat Fenced about with lilies. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:3 |
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"Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins
of a gazelle. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:4 |
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"Your neck is like a tower of ivory, Your eyes
like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower
of Lebanon, Which faces toward Damascus. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:5 |
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"Your head crowns you like Carmel, And the flowing
locks of your head are like purple threads; The king is captivated by your tresses.
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| Song of Solomon 7:6 |
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"How beautiful and how delightful you are, My
love, with all your charms! |
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| Song of Solomon 7:7 |
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"Your stature is like a palm tree, And your
breasts are like its clusters. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:8 |
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"I said, 'I will climb the palm tree, I will
take hold of its fruit stalks.' Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
And the fragrance of your breath like apples, |
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| Song of Solomon 7:9 |
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And your mouth like the best wine!" "It goes
down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing gently through the lips of those who fall
asleep. |
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The Union of Love |
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| Song of Solomon 7:10 |
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"I am my beloved's, And his desire is for me. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:11 |
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"Come, my beloved, let us go out into the country,
Let us spend the night in the villages. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:12 |
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"Let us rise early and go to the vineyards;
Let us see whether the vine has budded And its blossoms have opened, And whether
the pomegranates have bloomed. There I will give you my love. |
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| Song of Solomon 7:13 |
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"The mandrakes have given forth fragrance; And
over our doors are all choice fruits, Both new and old, Which I have saved up
for you, my beloved. |
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