| New King James Version | International Standard Version |
| 1How beautiful are your feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter! The curves of your thighs are like jewels, The work of the hands of a skillful workman. | 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. |
| 2Your navel is a rounded goblet; It lacks no blended beverage. Your waist is a heap of wheat Set about with lilies. | 2Your navel is a rounded goblet that never lacks mixed wine. Your abdomen is a bundle of wheat, enclosed by lilies. |
| 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle. | 3Your two breasts are like two fawns, twins of a gazelle. |
| 4Your neck is like an ivory tower, Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon By the gate of Bath Rabbim. Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looks toward Damascus. | 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. |
| 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel, And the hair of your head is like purple; A king is held captive by your tresses. | 5Your head crowns you like Mount Carmel. Your flowing locks are like purple, and a king could be captured in the dangling tresses. |
| 6How fair and how pleasant you are, O love, with your delights! | 6How beautiful and lovely you are, you are love with its exquisite delights. |
| 7This stature of yours is like a palm tree, And your breasts like its clusters. | 7Your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. |
| 8I 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, | 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. |
| 9And the roof of your mouth like the best wine. The wine goes down smoothly for my beloved, Moving gently the lips of sleepers. | 9May your mouth be like good wine. May it go down smoothly to my beloved, gliding gently over the lips of the sleeping ones. |
| 10I am my beloved’s, And his desire is toward me. | 10I belong to my beloved, and his desire is for me. |
| 11Come, my beloved, Let us go forth to the field; Let us lodge in the villages. | 11Come, my beloved. Let us go out to the country, let us spend the night in the villages. |
| 12Let us get up early to the vineyards; Let us see if the vine has budded, Whether the grape blossoms are open, And the pomegranates are in bloom. There I will give you my love. | 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. |
| 13The mandrakes give off a fragrance, And at our gates are pleasant fruits, All manner, new and old, Which I have laid up for you, my beloved. | 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. |
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