King James Version (KJV) Authorized Version 1611
Read Full Chapter (Song of Solomon 7) Song of Solomon 7:6-13 KJV
"How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. 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; 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. 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 if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. 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."
Song of Solomon 7:6-13 in Context (Verses 3–13 KJV)
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Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
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Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
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Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.**
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How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
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This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
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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;
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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.**
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¶ I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.
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Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
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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.*
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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.