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Admiration by the Bridegroom
7How beautiful are your sandaled feet,O daughter of the prince!The curves of your thighs are like jewels,the handiwork of a master.2Your navel is a rounded goblet;it never lacks blended wine.Your waist is a mound of wheatencircled by the lilies.3Your breasts are like two fawns,twins of a gazelle.4Your neck is like a towermade of ivory;your eyes are like the pools of Heshbonby the gate of Bath-rabbim;your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,facing toward Damascus.5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.6How fair and pleasant you are,O love, with your delights!7Your stature is like a palm tree;your breasts are clusters of fruit.8I said, “I will climb the palm tree;I will take hold of its fruit.”May your breasts be like clusters of the vine,the fragrance of your breath like apples, 9and your mouth+like the finest wine.The Bride May it flow smoothly to my beloved,gliding gently over lips and teeth.+10I belong to my beloved,and his desire is for me.11Come, my beloved,let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.+12Let us go early to the vineyardsto see if the vine has budded,if the blossom has opened,if the pomegranates are in bloom— there I will give you my love.13The mandrakes send forth a fragrance,and at our door is every delicacy,new as well as old,that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.
Song of Solomon 7 — BSB
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Admiration by the Bridegroom
7How beautiful are your sandaled feet,O daughter of the prince!The curves of your thighs are like jewels,the handiwork of a master.2Your navel is a rounded goblet;it never lacks blended wine.Your waist is a mound of wheatencircled by the lilies.3Your breasts are like two fawns,twins of a gazelle.4Your neck is like a towermade of ivory;your eyes are like the pools of Heshbonby the gate of Bath-rabbim;your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,facing toward Damascus.5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,the hair of your head like purple threads;the king is captured in your tresses.6How fair and pleasant you are,O love, with your delights!7Your stature is like a palm tree;your breasts are clusters of fruit.8I said, “I will climb the palm tree;I will take hold of its fruit.”May your breasts be like clusters of the vine,the fragrance of your breath like apples,
9and your mouth+like the finest wine.The Bride
May it flow smoothly to my beloved,gliding gently over lips and teeth.+10I belong to my beloved,and his desire is for me.11Come, my beloved,let us go to the countryside;
let us spend the night among the wildflowers.+12Let us go early to the vineyardsto see if the vine has budded,if the blossom has opened,if the pomegranates are in bloom—
there I will give you my love.13The mandrakes send forth a fragrance,and at our door is every delicacy,new as well as old,that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.