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Song of Solomon 7 (asv)

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7:1How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince's daughter!

Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,

The work of the hands of a skilful workman.

7:2Thy body is like a round goblet,

Wherein no mingled wine is wanting:

Thy waist is like a heap of wheat

Set about with lilies.

7:3Thy two breasts are like two fawns

That are twins of a roe.

7:4Thy neck is like the tower of ivory;

Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon,

By the gate of Bath-rabbim;

Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon

Which looketh toward Damascus.

7:5Thy head upon thee is like Carmel,

And the hair of thy head like purple;

The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.

7:6How fair and how pleasant art thou,

O love, for delights!

7:7This thy stature is like to a palm-tree,

And thy breasts to its clusters.

7:8I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree,

I will take hold of the branches thereof:

Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy breath like apples,

7:9And thy mouth like the best wine,

That goeth down smoothly for my beloved,

Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep. \\ \\

7:10I am my beloved's;

And his desire is toward me.

7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field;

Let us lodge in the villages.

7:12Let us get up early to the vineyards;

Let us see whether the vine hath budded,

And its blossom is open,

And the pomegranates are in flower:

There will I give thee my love.

7:13The mandrakes give forth fragrance;

And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old,

Which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved.


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