Song of Solomon 7

Authorized (King James) Version

7 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter!
the joints of thy thighs are like jewels,
the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
² Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor:
thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
³ Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
⁴ Thy neck is as a tower of ivory;
thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim:
thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
⁵ Thine head upon thee is like Carmel,
and the hair of thine head like purple;
the king is held in the galleries.
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 clusters of grapes.
⁸ I said, I will go up to the palm tree,
I will take hold of the boughs thereof:
now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine,
and the smell of thy nose like apples;
⁹ and the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved,
that goeth down sweetly,
causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

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 if the vine flourish,
whether the tender grape appear,
and the pomegranates bud forth:
there will I give thee my loves.
¹³ The mandrakes give a smell,
and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old,
which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.