Verse 6
Song of Songs 7:6
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How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
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Chapter 7 Context
1
How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! Thy rounded thighs are like jewels, The...
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2
Thy body is like a round goblet, Wherein no mingled wine is wanting: Thy waist is like a heap of whe...
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3
Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.
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4
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon, By the gate of Bath-rabbim;...
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5
Thy head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thy head like purple; The king is held captive in...
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6
How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
7
This thy stature is like to a palm tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.
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8
I said, I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breast...
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9
And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips...
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10
I am my beloved’s; And his desire is toward me.
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11
Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.
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12
Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see whether the vine hath budded, And its blossom is op...
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13
The mandrakes give forth fragrance; And at our doors are all manner of precious fruits, new and old,...
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