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Song of Songs 7:1
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How beautiful are your feet in sandals, prince's daughter! Your rounded thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman.
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Song of Songs 7:2
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Your body is like a round goblet, No mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, Set about with lilies.
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Song of Songs 7:3
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Your two breasts are like two fawns, That are twins of a roe.
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Song of Songs 7:4
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Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Cheshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Levanon which looks toward Dammesek.
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Song of Songs 7:5
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Your head on you is like Karmel, The hair of your head like purple; The king is held captive in its tresses.
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Song of Songs 7:6
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How beautiful and how pleasant are you, Love, for delights!
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Song of Songs 7:7
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This, your stature, is like a palm tree, Your breasts like its fruit.
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Song of Songs 7:8
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I said, "I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit." Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The smell of your breath like apples, Beloved
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Song of Songs 7:9
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Your mouth like the best wine, That goes down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.
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Song of Songs 7:10
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I am my beloved's. His desire is toward me.
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Song of Songs 7:11
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Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.
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Song of Songs 7:12
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Let's go early up to the vineyards. Let's see whether the vine has budded, Its blossom is open, And the pomegranates are in flower. There I will give you my love.
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Song of Songs 7:13
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The dudaim give forth fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, Which I have stored up for you, my beloved.
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