Song of Songs 7:5
Your head crowns you like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple; the king is held captive by your locks.
Your head crowns you like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple; the king is held captive by your locks.
Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, looking toward Damascus.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.
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That heade that stondeth vpon the is like Carmel: The hayre of thy heade is like the kynges purple folden vp in plates.
Thine head vpon thee is as skarlet, and the bush of thine head like purple: the King is tyed in the rafters.
That head that standeth vpon thee is lyke Carmel: and the heere of thy head is like purple, and like a kyng dwellyng among many water conduites.
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 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!
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.
Your head on you is like Carmel. The hair of your head like purple. The king is held captive in its tresses.
Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. The locks of your hair are like royal tapestries– the king is held captive in its tresses!
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4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5 Turn your eyes away from me, for they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep which come up from the washing; every one has twins, and none is barren among them.
7 Your temples within your locks are like a piece of a pomegranate.
1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince's daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a skillful craftsman.
2 Your navel is like a round goblet that lacks no wine; your belly is like a heap of wheat encircled with lilies.
3 Your two breasts are like two young gazelles that are twins.
4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory; your eyes like the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
6 How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, for delights!
7 This stature of yours is like a palm tree, and your breasts like clusters of fruit.
8 I said, I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches. Now let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of your breath like apples;
9 And the roof of your mouth like the best wine for my beloved, flowing gently, causing the lips of those who are asleep to speak.
10 I am my beloved's, and his desire is for me.
1 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have dove's eyes within your locks: your hair is like a flock of goats, appearing from Mount Gilead.
2 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep that are evenly shorn, which came up from the washing; every one of them bears twins, and none is barren among them.
3 Your lips are like a thread of scarlet, and your speech is lovely: your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within your locks.
4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built for an armory, where hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.
5 Your two breasts are like two young deer that are twins, which feed among the lilies.
6 Until the day breaks, and the shadows flee away, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7 You are all fair, my love; there is no spot in you.
9 What is your beloved more than another beloved, O fairest among women? What is your beloved more than another beloved, that you so charge us?
10 My beloved is white and ruddy, the chief among ten thousand.
11 His head is like the finest gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.
13 His cheeks are like a bed of spices, like sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet-smelling myrrh.
9 I have compared you, my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Your cheeks are lovely with rows of jewels, your neck with chains of gold.
14 My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blooms in the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes.
16 Behold, you are fair, my beloved, yes, pleasant. Also, our bed is green.
15 His legs are like pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his appearance is like Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.
16 His mouth is most sweet: yes, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.
2 Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth, for your love is better than wine.
3 Because of the fragrance of your good ointments, your name is like ointment poured out; therefore, the maidens love you.
4 Draw me, we will run after you; the king has brought me into his chambers. We will be glad and rejoice in you, we will remember your love more than wine; the upright love you.
5 I am dark, but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem, like the tents of Kedar, like the curtains of Solomon.
9 You have ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; you have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.
10 How fair is your love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is your love than wine! and the fragrance of your ointments than all spices!
11 Your lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under your tongue; and the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
12 And I put a jewel on your forehead, and earrings in your ears, and a beautiful crown on your head.
11 So shall the king greatly desire your beauty: for he is your Lord; and you shall worship him.
9 She will give to your head an ornament of grace: a crown of glory she will deliver to you.
10 He made its pillars of silver, its bottom of gold, its covering of purple, its midst being paved with love, for the daughters of Jerusalem.
11 Go forth, O daughters of Zion, and behold King Solomon with the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his marriage, and in the day of the gladness of his heart.
2 It is like the precious oil upon the head, running down on the beard, even Aaron's beard, coming down upon the edge of his garments;
8 All your garments smell of myrrh, aloes, and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, by which they have made you glad.
13 Your plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,
2 You are more beautiful than the children of men: grace is poured into your lips: therefore God has blessed you forever.
2 I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.