Song of Songs 6:4-7:9

New International Version

He

⁴You are as beautiful as Tirzah,^(A) my darling,
    as lovely as Jerusalem,^(B)
    as majestic as troops with banners.^(C)
⁵Turn your eyes from me;
    they overwhelm me.
Your hair is like a flock of goats
    descending from Gilead.^(D)
⁶Your teeth are like a flock of sheep
    coming up from the washing.
Each has its twin,
    not one of them is missing.^(E)
⁷Your temples behind your veil^(F)
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.^(G)
⁸Sixty queens^(H) there may be,
    and eighty concubines,^(I)
    and virgins beyond number;
⁹but my dove,^(J) my perfect one,^(K) is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.^(L)
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

Friends

¹⁰Who is this that appears like the dawn,
fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
majestic as the stars in procession?

He

¹¹I went down to the grove of nut trees
    to look at the new growth in the valley,
to see if the vines had budded
    or the pomegranates were in bloom.^(M)
¹²Before I realized it,
    my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people.^[a]

Friends

¹³Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
come back, come back, that we may gaze on you!

He

Why would you gaze on the Shulammite
as on the dance^(N) of Mahanaim?^[b]

7 ^[c]How beautiful your sandaled feet,
    O prince’s^(O) daughter!
Your graceful legs are like jewels,
    the work of an artist’s hands.
²Your navel is a rounded goblet
    that never lacks blended wine.
Your waist is a mound of wheat
    encircled by lilies.
³Your breasts^(P) are like two fawns,
    like twin fawns of a gazelle.
⁴Your neck is like an ivory tower.^(Q)
Your eyes are the pools of Heshbon^(R)
    by the gate of Bath Rabbim.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon^(S)
    looking toward Damascus.
⁵Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel.^(T)
    Your hair is like royal tapestry;
    the king is held captive by its tresses.
⁶How beautiful^(U) you are and how pleasing,
    my love, with your delights!^(V)
⁷Your stature is like that of the palm,
    and your breasts^(W) like 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 grapes on the vine,
    the fragrance of your breath like apples,^(X)
⁹    and your mouth like the best wine.

She

May the wine go straight to my beloved,^(Y)
flowing gently over lips and teeth.^[d]

Footnotes

Song of Songs 6:12 Or among the chariots of Amminadab; or among the chariots of the people of the prince
Song of Songs 6:13 In Hebrew texts this verse (6:13) is numbered 7:1.
Song of Songs 7:1 In Hebrew texts 7:1-13 is numbered 7:2-14.
Song of Songs 7:9 Septuagint, Aquila, Vulgate and Syriac; Hebrew lips of sleepers