Song of Songs 7 — ULB | HonestApologist

Audio: World English Bible (WEB), read by Winfred W. Henson · About the recordings

1 How beautiful your feet appear in your sandals, prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a master craftsman. 2 Your navel is like a round bowl; may it never lack mixed wine. Your belly is like a mound of wheat encircled with lilies. 3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. 4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory; your eyes are the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower in Lebanon that looks toward Damascus. 5 Your head is on you like Carmel; the hair on your head is dark purple. The king is held captive by its tresses. 6 How beautiful and how lovely you are, my love, with delights! 7 Your height is like that of a date palm tree, and your breasts like clusters of fruit. 8 I said, “I want to climb that palm tree; I will take hold of its branches.” May your breasts be like clusters of grapes, and may the fragrance of your nose be like apricots. 9 May your palate be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding over the lips of those who sleep. 10 I am my beloved's, and he desires me. 11 Come, my beloved, let us go out into the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages. 12 Let us rise early to go to the vineyards; let us see whether the vines have budded, whether their blossoms have opened, and whether the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love. 13 The mandrakes give off their fragrance; at the door where we are staying are all sorts of choice fruits, new and old, that I have stored up for you, my beloved.

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