New World Translation of the Holy Scriptures (nwt, en_US, 2013)
Song of Solomon
The Song of Solomon, 7
1 “How beautiful your feet are in your sandals, O noble daughter! The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, The work of an artisan’s hands.
2 Your navel is a round bowl. May it never lack mixed wine. Your belly is a heap of wheat, Encircled by lilies.
3 Your two breasts are like two fawns, The twins of a gazelle.
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshʹbon, By the gate of Bath-rabʹbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebʹa·non, Which looks toward Damascus.
5 Your head crowns you like Carʹmel, And the locks of your hair*1 are like purple wool. The king is captivated*2 by the flowing tresses.
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6 How beautiful you are, and how pleasant you are, O beloved girl, above all exquisite delights!
7 Your stature is like a palm tree, And your breasts are like date clusters.
8 I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree To take hold of its stalks of fruit.’ May your breasts be like clusters of grapes, Your breath as fragrant as apples,
9 And your mouth*1 like the best wine.” “May it go down smoothly for my dear one, Softly flowing over the lips of those asleep.
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10 I am my dear one’s, And his desire is for me.
11 Come, O my dear one, Let us go out to the fields; Let us lodge among the henna plants.
12 Let us rise early and go to the vineyards To see if the vine has sprouted,*1 If the blossoms have opened, If the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will express my affection for you.
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13 The mandrakes give off their fragrance; At our doors are all sorts of choice fruits. The new as well as the old, O my dear one, I have kept in store for you.