Song of Songs 7:6-Song of Songs 8:4 - Solomon Longs For The Young Woman's Affection

⁶ How beautiful you are and how pleasant,
my love, with such delights!
⁷ Your stature is like a palm tree;
your breasts are clusters of fruit.
⁸ I said, “I will climb the palm tree
and take hold of its fruit.”
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,
and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.
⁹ Your mouth is like fine wine—

W flowing smoothly for my love,
gliding past my lips and teeth!
¹⁰ I belong to my love,
and his desire is for me.

¹¹ Come, my love,
let’s go to the field;
let’s spend the night among the henna blossoms.
¹² Let’s go early to the vineyards;
let’s see if the vine has budded,
if the blossom has opened,
if the pomegranates are in bloom.
There I will give you my love.
¹³ The mandrakes give off a fragrance,
and at our doors is every delicacy—
new as well as old.
I have treasured them up for you, my love.

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¹ If only I could treat you like my brother,
one who nursed at my mother’s breasts,
I would find you in public and kiss you,
and no one would scorn me.
² I would lead you, I would take you,
to the house of my mother who taught me.
I would give you spiced wine to drink
from my pomegranate juice.
³ His left hand is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.
⁴ Young women of Jerusalem, I charge you:
do not stir up or awaken love
until the appropriate time.