7This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
7This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
4 Thy neck as a tower of the ivory, Thine eyes pools in Heshbon, near the gate of Bath-Rabbim, Thy face as a tower of Lebanon looking to Damascus,
5 Thy head upon thee as Carmel, And the locks of thy head as purple, The king is bound with the flowings!
6 How fair and how pleasant hast thou been, O love, in delights.
7 This thy stature hath been like to a palm, And thy breasts to clusters.
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!
7:7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters [of grapes. ]
7:7Your stature is like that of the palm, and your breasts like clusters of fruit.
7:7This your stature is like to a palm tree, and your breasts to clusters of grapes.
7:7Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
7:7This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.
7:7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
7:7This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to grape clusters.
7:7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.
7:7This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.