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Song of Solomon 7:1
How
beautiful
are thy
feet
with
shoes,
O
prince's
daughter!
the
joints
of thy
thighs
are like
jewels,
the
work
of the
hands
of a cunning
workman.
2
Thy
navel
is like a
round
goblet,
which
wanteth
not
liquor:
thy
belly
is like an
heap
of
wheat
set
about
with
lilies.
3
Thy
two
breasts
are like
two
young
roes
that are
twins.
4
Thy
neck
is as a
tower
of
ivory;
thine
eyes
like the
fishpools
in
Heshbon,
by the
gate
of
Bathrabbim:
thy
nose
is as the
tower
of
Lebanon
which
looketh
toward
Damascus.
5
Thine
head
upon thee is like
Carmel,
and the
hair
of thine
head
like
purple;
the
king
is
held
in the
galleries.
6
How
fair
and how
pleasant
art thou, O
love,
for
delights!
7
This thy
stature
is
like
to a palm
tree,
and thy
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 thy
breasts
shall be as
clusters
of the
vine,
and the
smell
of thy
nose
like
apples;
9
And the roof of thy
mouth
like the
best
wine
for my
beloved,
that
goeth
down
sweetly,
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
thee 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 thee, O my
beloved.
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