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Song of Solomon 7

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¹ How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! [1] ⓖ The curves of your thighs are like jewelry, the handiwork of a master.

² Your navel is a rounded bowl; it never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies.

³ Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. ⓗ

⁴ Your neck is like a tower of ivory, ⓘ your eyes like pools in Heshbon by Bath-rabbim’s gate. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.

⁵ Your head crowns you [2] like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple cloth — a king could be held captive ⓙ in your tresses.

⁶ How beautiful you are and how pleasant, ⓚ my love, with such delights!

⁷ Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.

⁸ I said, “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its fruit.” ⓛ May your breasts be like clusters of grapes, and the fragrance of your breath like apricots. ⓜ

⁹ Your mouth [3] is like fine wine ⓝ — flowing smoothly for my love, gliding past my lips and teeth! [4]

¹⁰ I am my love’s, and his desire ⓐ is for me. ⓑ

¹¹ Come, my love, let’s go to the field; let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms. [5]

¹² Let’s go early to the vineyards; let’s see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom. ⓒ There I will give you my caresses.

¹³ The mandrakes ⓓ give off a fragrance, and at our doors is every delicacy, both new and old. I have treasured them up for you, my love.

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1	How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! [1] ⓖ The curves of your thighs are like jewelry, the handiwork of a master.
2	Your navel is a rounded bowl; it never lacks mixed wine. Your belly is a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies.
3	Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. ⓗ
4	Your neck is like a tower of ivory, ⓘ your eyes like pools in Heshbon by Bath-rabbim’s gate. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus.
5	Your head crowns you [2] like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple cloth — a king could be held captive ⓙ in your tresses.
6	How beautiful you are and how pleasant, ⓚ my love, with such delights!
7	Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
8	I said, “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its fruit.” ⓛ May your breasts be like clusters of grapes, and the fragrance of your breath like apricots. ⓜ
9	Your mouth [3] is like fine wine ⓝ — flowing smoothly for my love, gliding past my lips and teeth! [4]
10	I am my love’s, and his desire ⓐ is for me. ⓑ
11	Come, my love, let’s go to the field; let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms. [5]
12	Let’s go early to the vineyards; let’s see if the vine has budded, if the blossom has opened, if the pomegranates are in bloom. ⓒ There I will give you my caresses.
13	The mandrakes ⓓ give off a fragrance, and at our doors is every delicacy, both new and old. I have treasured them up for you, my love.

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^{Song of Solomon 7:20 [10]} A few manuscripts of the Masoretic Text, an ancient Hebrew scribal tradition and Septuagint; most manuscripts of the Masoretic Text I have become a burden to myself.

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