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Song of Solomon

Chapter 7

Summary

The Beloved continues his detailed praises of the Shulamite woman, describing her grace and beauty as she dances. It captures the mutual longing and the invitation to go out into the fields and vineyards to enjoy their love in the early morning.

1

How beautiful are your feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

2

Your navel is like a round goblet, which lacks not liquor: your belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

3

Your two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

4

Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: your nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

5

Your head upon you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

6

How fair and how pleasant are you, O love, for delights!

7

This your stature is like to a palm tree, and your 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 your breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of your nose like apples;

9

And the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goes down sweetly with his mouth, 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 you 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 you, O my beloved.