Song of Songs 7
A further description of the Church's graces.
Song of Songs 7:1 How beautiful, are thy feet in sandals, O daughter of a noble,The curvings of thy hips, are like ornaments wrought by the hands of a skilled workman: Song of Songs 7:2 Thy navel, is a round bowl, may it not lack spiced wine! Thy body, a heap of wheat fenced about with lilies; Song of Songs 7:3 Thy two breasts, are like two young roes, the twins of a gazelle: Song of Songs 7:4 Thy neck, is like a tower of ivory,Thine eyes, are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim, Thy nose, is like the tower of Lebanon, which looketh towards Damascus: Song of Songs 7:5 Thy head upon thee, is like Carmel, And, the hair of thy head, is like purple,The king, is held captive by the ringlets! Song of Songs 7:6 [HE] How beautiful, and how delightful, O dear love, for delights: Song of Songs 7:7 This thy stature, is like to a palm-tree, and, thy breasts, are like clusters: Song of Songs 7:8 I said, I will ascend the palm-tree, I will lay hold of its fruit stalksOh then, let thy breasts, I pray thee, be like vine-clusters, And, the fragrance of thy nose, like apples; Song of Songs 7:9 And, thy mouth, like good wine[SHE] Flowing to my beloved smoothly, gliding over the lips of the sleeping.
The Church professeth her faith and desire.
Song of Songs 7:10 I, am my beloved's, and, unto me, is his longing. Song of Songs 7:11 Come, my beloved, Let us go forth into the country, Let us stay the night in the villages: Song of Songs 7:12 Let us get up early to the vineyards, Let us see whether the vine, hath burst forth, the blossom, hath opened, the pomegranates, have bloomed,There, will I give my caresses to thee. Song of Songs 7:13 The love-apples, have given fragrance, and, at our openings, are all precious things, new and yet old,O my beloved! I have treasured them up for thee.