Song of Songs 7:3,8
Song of Songs 7:1-9 The Message (MSG)
Shapely and graceful your sandaled feet, and queenly your movement— Your limbs are lithe and elegant, the work of a master artist. Your body is a chalice, wine-filled. Your skin is silken and tawny like a field of wheat touched by the breeze. Your breasts are like fawns, twins of a gazelle. Your neck is carved ivory, curved and slender. Your eyes are wells of light, deep with mystery. Quintessentially feminine! Your profile turns all heads, commanding attention. The feelings I get when I see the high mountain ranges —stirrings of desire, longings for the heights— Remind me of you, and I’m spoiled for anyone else! Your beauty, within and without, is absolute, dear lover, close companion. You are tall and supple, like the palm tree, and your full breasts are like sweet clusters of dates. I say, “I’m going to climb that palm tree! I’m going to caress its fruit!” Oh yes! Your breasts will be clusters of sweet fruit to me, Your breath clean and cool like fresh mint, your tongue and lips like the best wine.
Song of Songs 7:1-9a The Message (MSG)
Shapely and graceful your sandaled feet, and queenly your movement— Your limbs are lithe and elegant, the work of a master artist. Your body is a chalice, wine-filled. Your skin is silken and tawny like a field of wheat touched by the breeze. Your breasts are like fawns, twins of a gazelle. Your neck is carved ivory, curved and slender. Your eyes are wells of light, deep with mystery. Quintessentially feminine! Your profile turns all heads, commanding attention. The feelings I get when I see the high mountain ranges —stirrings of desire, longings for the heights— Remind me of you, and I’m spoiled for anyone else! Your beauty, within and without, is absolute, dear lover, close companion. You are tall and supple, like the palm tree, and your full breasts are like sweet clusters of dates. I say, “I’m going to climb that palm tree! I’m going to caress its fruit!” Oh yes! Your breasts will be clusters of sweet fruit to me, Your breath clean and cool like fresh mint, your tongue and lips like the best wine.
Song of Songs 7:3 King James Version (KJV)
Thy two breasts are like two young roes That are twins.
Song of Solomon 7:8 King James Version (KJV)
I 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
Song of Songs 7:3 New American Standard Bible - NASB 1995 (NASB1995)
Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.
Song of Solomon 7:8 New American Standard Bible - NASB 1995 (NASB1995)
I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree, I will take hold of its fruit stalks.’ Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of your breath like apples
Song of Songs 7:3 New Century Version (NCV)
Your breasts are like two fawns, like twins of a gazelle.
Song of Songs 7:8 New Century Version (NCV)
I said, “I will climb up the palm tree and take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like bunches of grapes, the smell of your breath like apples
Song of Songs 7:3 American Standard Version (ASV)
Thy two breasts are like two fawns That are twins of a roe.
Song of Solomon 7:8 American Standard Version (ASV)
I said, I will climb up into the palm-tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: Let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy breath like apples
Song of Songs 7:3 New International Version (NIV)
Your breasts are like two fawns, like twin fawns of a gazelle.
Song of Songs 7:8 New International Version (NIV)
I said, “I will climb the palm tree; I will take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like clusters of grapes on the vine, the fragrance of your breath like apples
Song of Songs 7:3 New King James Version (NKJV)
Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.
Song of Solomon 7:8 New King James Version (NKJV)
I said, “I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its branches.” Let now your breasts be like clusters of the vine, The fragrance of your breath like apples
Song of Songs 7:3 Amplified Bible (AMP)
“Your two breasts are like two fawns, The twins of a gazelle.
Song of Solomon 7:8 Amplified Bible (AMP)
“I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree; I will grasp its branches. Let your breasts be like clusters of the grapevine, And the fragrance of your breath like apples
Song of Songs 7:3 New Living Translation (NLT)
Your breasts are like two fawns, twin fawns of a gazelle.
Song of Songs 7:8 New Living Translation (NLT)
I said, “I will climb the palm tree and take hold of its fruit.” May your breasts be like grape clusters, and the fragrance of your breath like apples.
Song of Songs 7:2-3 The Passion Translation (TPT)
Out of your innermost being is flowing the fullness of my Spirit— never failing to satisfy. Within your womb there is a birthing of harvest wheat; they are the sons and daughters nurtured by the purity you impart. How gracious you have become!
Song of Songs 7:8 The Passion Translation (TPT)
Now I decree, I will ascend my palm tree. I will take hold of you with my power, possessing every part of my fruitful bride. Your love I will drink as wine, and your words will be mine.