Song of Solomon Chapter 7

            1 “Your feet are so graceful in sandals,

                        prince’s daughter!

                  The curves of your hips are like jewels,

                        the work of an artist’s hand.

            2 Your navel is like a round goblet

                        that’s always full of mixed wine;

                  your stomach is like a pile of wheat

                        encircled by lilies.

            3 Your two breasts are like two fawns,

                  twins of a gazelle.

            4 Your neck is like an ivory tower;

                  your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon

                        by the gate of Bath-rabbim;

                  your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,

                        that overlooks Damascus.                               S of S 7:1-4

            5 Your head crowns you like Carmel,

                  and the flowing locks of your hair are like purple threads;

                  the king is captivated by your tresses.

            6 How beautiful and delightful you are,

                  my love, with all your charms!

            7 You’re stately like a date palm;

                  your breasts are like its clusters.

            8 I said, ‘I’ll climb the palm tree

                  and take hold of its fruit.’

            May your breasts be like clusters on a vine;

                  your breath is fragrant like apples;

                  9 Your mouth is like the best wine!”                      S of S 7:5-9a

Bride

            “It goes down smoothly for my beloved,

                  and flows gently through the lips of people getting sleepy.

            10 “I’m my beloved’s,

                  and his desire is for me.

            11 Come on, my beloved, let’s go out in the country,

                  and spend the night in the villages.

            12 Let’s get up early and visit the vineyards

                  to see if the grapevines have budded,

                        if their blossoms are opening,

                        if the pomegranates have bloomed.

                  Then I’ll give you my love.

            13 The mandrakes have given off their fragrance;

                  above our doors are choice fruits, new and old,

                  that I’ve saved up for you, my beloved.                S of S 7:9b-13

From the CNT translation by Virgil Warren, PhD