American Standard Version

Song of Songs 7

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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. ²Thy body islikea round goblet, Wherein no mingled wine is wanting: Thy waist is like a 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. ⁵Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king 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 its clusters. 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, ⁹And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep. ¹⁰I am my beloved’s; And his desire is toward me. ¹¹Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages. ¹²Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, Andits blossom is open, Andthe pomegranates are in flower: There will I give thee my love. 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.