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Song of Solomon 7

This is the book's most sustained head-to-toe praise of the woman, but it runs upward: from feet in sandals through thighs, waist, breasts, neck, eyes, nose and head, ending with the king held captive in her hair. The landmarks are real places — the pools of Heshbon, the tower of Lebanon, Carmel. Then the voice switches. From verse 10 the woman takes the lead, inviting him out to the fields and vineyards, promising her love there among the mandrakes and the fruit she has stored up for him.

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Song of Solomon 7 (WEB)
  1. 1

    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.

  2. 2

    Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.

  3. 3

    Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.

  4. 4

    Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bathrabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.

  5. 5

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

  6. 6

    How beautiful and how pleasant you are, love, for delights!

  7. 7

    This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.

  8. 8

    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.

  9. 9

    Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep. Beloved

  10. 10

    I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.

  11. 11

    Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

  12. 12

    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.

  13. 13

    The mandrakes produce fragrance. At our doors are all kinds of precious fruits, new and old, which I have stored up for you, my beloved.

Who is invited where

Earlier the man called the woman into his garden. Here she reverses it: "Come, my beloved, let's go out into the field" (v.11). The setting moves from his enclosed garden to open countryside that is hers to offer.

Her refrain "I am my beloved's, his desire is toward me" (v.10) echoes 6:3 but drops the second half — she no longer needs to say he is hers; his desire turned toward her says it.

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