Songs 7: Difference between revisions
(Created page with " Sng 7:1 ¶ How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. Tools specific to...") |
mNo edit summary |
||
| (5 intermediate revisions by 2 users not shown) | |||
| Line 1: | Line 1: | ||
[[https://www.blueletterbible.org/kjv/sng/7/1/s_678001]] ¶ How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. | |||
¶ | |||
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. | 7:2 | ||
Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. | Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. | ||
7:3 | |||
Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. | Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. | ||
7:4 | |||
Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. | Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. | ||
7:5 | |||
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. | Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. | ||
7:6 | |||
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! | How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! | ||
7:7 | |||
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. | This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. | ||
7:8 | |||
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; | 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; | ||
7:9 | |||
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. | 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. | ||
7:10 | |||
I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. | I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. | ||
7:11 | |||
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. | Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. | ||
7:12 | |||
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. | 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. | ||
7:13 | |||
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. | 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. | ||
<br> | |||
<br> | |||
{{Template:Song of Songs}} | |||
[[Category:Song of Songs]] | |||
Latest revision as of 08:09, 1 December 2023
[[1]] ¶ How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
7:2 Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
7:3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
7:4 Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.
7:5 Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
7:6 How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7:7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
7:8 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;
7:9 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.
7:10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.
7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
7:12 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.
7:13
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 Songs
Songs 1 | Songs 2 | Songs 3 | Songs 4 | Songs 5 | Songs 6 | Songs 7 | Songs 8
Preceded by: Ecclesiastes - Followed by: Isaiah