Song 7
Berean Standard BibleTranslation
Berean Standard Bible
Clementine Vulgate, 1598
1How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O daughter of the prince! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the handiwork of a master.
1[ Sponsa Quid videbis in Sulamite, nisi choros castrorum? Chorus Quam pulchri sunt gressus tui in calceamentis, filia principis ! Juncturæ femorum tuorum sicut monilia quæ fabricata sunt manu artificis.
2Your navel is a rounded goblet; it never lacks blended wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat encircled by the lilies.
2Umbilicus tuus crater tornatilis, numquam indigens poculis. Venter tuus sicut acervus tritici vallatus liliis.
3Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle.
3Duo ubera tua sicut duo hinnuli, gemelli capreæ.
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.
4Collum tuum sicut turris eburnea; oculi tui sicut piscinæ in Hesebon quæ sunt in porta filiæ multitudinis. Nasus tuus sicut turris Libani, quæ respicit contra Damascum.
5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple threads; the king is captured in your tresses.
5Caput tuum ut Carmelus; et comæ capitis tui sicut purpura regis vincta canalibus.
6How fair and pleasant you are, O love, with your delights!
6Sponsus Quam pulchra es, et quam decora, carissima, in deliciis !
7Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit.
7Statura tua assimilata est palmæ, et ubera tua botris.
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,
8Dixi: Ascendam in palmam, et apprehendam fructus ejus; et erunt ubera tua sicut botri vineæ, et odor oris tui sicut malorum.
9and your mouth like the finest wine. May it flow smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over lips and teeth.
9Guttur tuum sicut vinum optimum, dignum dilecto meo ad potandum, labiisque et dentibus illius ad ruminandum.
10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me.
10Sponsa Ego dilecto meo, et ad me conversio ejus.
11Come, my beloved, let us go to the countryside; let us spend the night among the wildflowers.
11Veni, dilecte mi, egrediamur in agrum, commoremur in villis.
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.
12Mane surgamus ad vineas: videamus si floruit vinea, si flores fructus parturiunt, si floruerunt mala punica; ibi dabo tibi ubera mea.
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.
13Mandragoræ dederunt odorem in portis nostris omnia poma: nova et vetera, dilecte mi, servavi tibi.]
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