How beautiful are thy {Or, steps}feet in sandals, O prince's daughter!
Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,
The work of the hands of a skilful workman.
Thy body is like a round goblet,
Wherein no mingled wine is wanting:
Thy waist is like a heap of wheat
Set about with lilies.
Thy two breasts are like two fawns
That are twins of a roe.
Thy 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.
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel,
And the hair of thy head like purple;
The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.
How fair and how pleasant art thou,
O love, for delights!
This thy stature is like to a palm-tree,
And thy breasts to its clusters.
I 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 {Hebrew: nose.}breath like apples,
And thy {Hebrew: palate.}mouth like the best wine,
That goeth down {Hebrew: aright.}smoothly for my beloved,
{Or, Causing the lips of those that are asleep to move (or, speak)}Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.
I am my beloved's;
And his desire is toward me.
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field;
Let us lodge in the villages.
Let us get up early to the vineyards;
Let us see whether the vine hath budded,
And {Or, the tender grape appeareth}its blossom is open,
And the pomegranates are in flower:
There will I give thee my love.
The mandrakes give forth fragrance;
And {Or, over}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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I am my beloved's;And his desire is toward me.
Behold, thou art fair, my love;Behold thou art fair; {Or, Thou hast doves' eyes}Thine eyes are as doves.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant:Also our couch is green.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock,In the covert of the steep place,Let me see thy countenance,Let me hear thy voice;For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.
Thou art all fair, my love;And there is no spot in thee.
How fair is thy love, my sister, my bride!How much better is thy love than wine!And the fragrance of thine oils than all manner of spices!
So will the king desire thy beauty;For he is thy lord; and reverence thou him.
Thou shalt no more be termed Forsaken; neither shall thy land any more be termed Desolate: but thou shalt be called {That is, My delight is in her}Hephzi-bah, and thy land {That is, Married}Beulah; for Jehovah delighteth in thee, and thy land shall be married.
For as a young man marrieth a virgin, so shall thy sons marry thee; and {Hebrew: with the joy of the bridegroom.}as the bridegroom rejoiceth over the bride, so shall thy God rejoice over thee.
Jehovah thy God is in the midst of thee, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will {Hebrew: be silent.}rest in his love; he will joy over thee with singing.