Song of Songs 7

1HowH4100 beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. 2Thy navel is like a round goblet, wherein no mingled wine is wanting: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. 3Thy two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe. 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. 5Thine headH6440 uponH5921 thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine headH6440 like purple; the kingH5921 is held captive in the tresses thereof. 6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! 7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. 8I said, I will climb up into the palmH8558 treeH8558, I will take hold of the branches thereof: let thy breastsH7699 be as clustersH811 of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples; 9And thy mouth like the best wine, that goeth downH639 smoothly for my beloved, gliding throughH4994 the lips of thoseH1961 that are asleep. 10I am my beloved’sH1730, and his desire is towardH1980 meH1980. 11Come, my belovedH1730, let usH5921 go forth intoH5921 the field; let usH5921 lodge in the villages. 12Let usH7704 getH3318 up early to the vineyards; let usH7704 see whether the vine hath budded, and itsH3318 blossom be open, and the pomegranates be in flower: there will I give thee my loveH1730. 13The mandrakes giveH5414 forthH5414 fragrance, and at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old, whichH8033 I have laidH5414 upH7200 for thee, O my belovedH1730.