| International Standard Version | King James Bible |
| 1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals, noble lady. The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, the work of a skilled artist's hands. | 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 goblet that never lacks mixed wine. Your abdomen is a bundle of wheat, enclosed 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 two 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 are like the pools in Heshbon, beside the gate of Beth-rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, which faces 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. Your flowing locks are like purple, and a king could be captured in the dangling 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 and lovely you are, you are love with its exquisite delights. | 6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights! |
| 7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. | 7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. |
| 8I told myself, "I'll go up the palm tree, and take hold of its fruit. May your breasts be like clusters of the vine, and the smell of your breath like apples. | 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; |
| 9May your mouth be like good wine. May it go down smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over the lips of the sleeping ones. | 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 beloved, and his desire is for me. | 10I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me. |
| 11Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages. | 11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages. |
| 12Let us go early to the vineyards, let us see whether the vine has budded, whether the blossom has opened, whether the pomegranates have bloomed. There I'll 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 their fragrance, and over our doors are all the choice fruits, both old and new, that I've stored up for you, my beloved. | 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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