11Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
11Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
8 I said, 'Let me go up on the palm, Let me lay hold on its boughs, Yea, let thy breasts be, I pray thee, as clusters of the vine, And the fragrance of thy face as citrons,
9 And thy palate as the good wine — 'Flowing to my beloved in uprightness, Strengthening the lips of the aged!
10 I am my beloved's, and on me is his desire.
11 Come, my beloved, we go forth to the field,
12 We lodge in the villages, we go early to the vineyards, We see if the vine hath flourished, The sweet smelling-flower hath opened. The pomegranates have blossomed, There do I give to thee my loves;
13 The mandrakes have given fragrance, And at our openings all pleasant things, New, yea, old, my beloved, I laid up for thee!
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
7:11Come, my lover, let us go to the countryside, let us spend the night in the villages.
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us abide in the villages.
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.
7:11Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field. Let us lodge in the villages.