| Holman Christian Standard Bible | King James Bible |
| 1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess! The curves of your thighs are like jewelry, the handiwork of a master. | 1How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. |
| 2Your navel is a rounded bowl; it never lacks mixed wine. Your waist is a mound of wheat surrounded by lilies. | 2Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. |
| 3Your breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. | 3Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. |
| 4Your neck is like a tower of ivory, your eyes like pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon looking toward Damascus. | 4Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus. |
| 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, the hair of your head like purple cloth-- a king could be held captive in your tresses. | 5Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries. |
| 6How beautiful you are and how pleasant, my love, with such delights! | 6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! |
| 7Your stature is like a palm tree; your breasts are clusters of fruit. | 7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. |
| 8I 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. | 8I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples; |
| 9Your mouth is like fine wine-- W flowing smoothly for my love, gliding past my lips and teeth! | 9And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak. |
| 10I belong to my love, and his desire is for me. | 10I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. |
| 11Come, my love, let's go to the field; let's spend the night among the henna blossoms. | 11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. |
| 12Let'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. | 12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves. |
| 13The 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. | 13The mandrakes give a smell, and at our gates are all manner of pleasant fruits, new and old, which I have laid up for thee, O my beloved. |
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