Song of Songs 7:5

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Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses [thereof].

Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.

Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.

Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the locks of thy head like purple; The king is fettered by [thy] ringlets!

Thy head is like Carmel: and the hairs of thy head as the purple of the king bound in the channels.

How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

Your head is as magnificent as Mount Carmel; your black hair has a purple sheen, as if a king was held captive in your locks!

Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.

Thy necke is like a towre of yuorie: thine eyes are like the fishe pooles in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the towre of Lebanon, that looketh toward Damascus.

Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

Your head on you as Carmel, || And the locks of your head as purple, || The king is bound with the flowings!

Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

Your head is as majestic as Mount Carmel,<br>and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty.<br>The king is held captive by its tresses.<br>

Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thy head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.

Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.

Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.

Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!