Song of Solomon 7
1How 2 Your rounded thighs are like jewels, 2 the work of the hands of a skilful workman. 1
2Your 2 no mixed wine is wanting. 1 Your waist is like a heap of wheat, 2 set about with lilies. 1
3Your two breasts are like 2 that are twins of a roe. 1
4Your neck is like 2 Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. 2 Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks towards Damascus. 1
5Your 2 The hair of your head like purple. 2 The king is held captive in its tresses. 1
6How beautiful and 2 love, for delights! 1
7This 2 your breasts like its fruit. 1
8I 2 I will take hold of its fruit.” 1 Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, 2 the smell of your breath like apples. 1
9Your 2 that goes down smoothly for my beloved, 2 gliding through the lips of those who are asleep. Beloved 1
10I 2 His desire is towards me. 1
11Come, my 2 Let’s lodge in the villages. 1
12Let 2 Let’s see whether the vine has budded, 2 its blossom is open, 2 and the pomegranates are in flower. 2 There I will give you my love. 1
13The 2 At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, 2 which I have stored up for you, my beloved.