Song of Solomon 7
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1As the chorus of “Mahanaim.” How beautiful were your feet with sandals, O daughter of Nadib. The turnings of your sides [are] as ornaments, "" Work of the hands of a craftsman.

2Your waist [is] a basin of roundness, "" It does not lack the mixture, "" Your body a heap of wheat, fenced with lilies,

3Your two breasts as two young ones, twins of a roe,

4Your neck as a tower of the ivory, "" Your eyes pools in Heshbon, near the Gate of Bath-Rabbim, "" Your face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,

5Your head on you as Carmel, "" And the locks of your head as purple, "" The king is bound with the flowings!

6How beautiful and how pleasant you have been, "" O love, in delights.

7This your stature has been like to a palm, "" And your breasts to clusters.

8I said, “Let me go up on the palm, "" Let me lay hold on its boughs,” "" Indeed, let your breasts now be as clusters of the vine, "" And the fragrance of your face as citrons,

9And your palate as the good wine—Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, "" Strengthening the lips of the aged!

10I [am] my beloved’s, and on me [is] his desire.

11Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,

12We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, "" We see if the vine has flourished, "" The sweet smelling-flower has opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, "" There I give to you my loves;

13The mandrakes have given fragrance, "" And at our openings all pleasant things, "" New, indeed, old, my beloved, I laid up for you!

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Song of Solomon 6
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