Song of Songs 7
Berean Standard Bible
1How beautiful are your sandaled feet,
O daughter of the prince!
The curves of your thighs are like jewels,
the handiwork of a master. 2Your navel is a rounded goblet;
it never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
encircled by the lilies. 3Your breasts are like two fawns,
twins of a gazelle. 4Your neck is like a tower
made of ivory;
your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon
by the gate of Bath-rabbim;
your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,
facing toward Damascus. 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel,
the hair of your head like purple threads;
the king is captured in your tresses. 6How fair and pleasant you are,
O love, with your delights! 7Your stature is like a palm tree;
your breasts are clusters of fruit. 8I said, “I will climb the palm tree;
I will take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of the vine,
the fragrance of your breath like apples, 9and your mouth * like the finest wine. 10(9) May it flow smoothly to my beloved,
gliding gently over lips and teeth.*
(10) I belong to my beloved,
and his desire is for me. 11Come, my beloved,
let us go to the countryside;
let us spend the night among the wildflowers.* 12Let us go early to the vineyards
to see if the vine has budded,
if the blossom has opened,
if the pomegranates are in bloom—
there I will give you my love. 13The mandrakes send forth a fragrance,
and at our door is every delicacy,
new as well as old,
that I have treasured up for you, my beloved.
English text: Berean Standard Bible (BSB). English audio: Berean Standard Audio Bible.