Song of Solomon 7:9-11 in English

⁹ And thy mouth like the best wine, That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s; And his desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: and now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose as apples;

¹⁰ and thy throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

¹¹ I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.

⁹ And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ and your throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

¹⁰ I am my kinsman's, and his desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ And thy mouth like the best wine, that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those that are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s, and his desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ and your kisses are like very good wine. My kisses MTY go to the one who loves me and flow like wine over his lips and his teeth.

¹⁰ I belong to the man who loves me, and he desires me.

¹¹ You who love me, let's go to the countryside, and sleep among the henna bushes (OR, in one of the villages).

⁹ and your throat as good wine, going well with my kinsman, suiting my lips and teeth.

¹⁰ I am my kinsman's, and his desire is towards me.

¹¹ Come, my kinsman, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

⁹ Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

⁹ Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s. His desire is towards me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

⁹ And the roof of your mouth like good wine flowing down smoothly for my loved one, moving gently over my lips and my teeth.

¹⁰ I am for my loved one, and his desire is for me.

¹¹ Come, my loved one, let us go out into the field; let us take rest among the cypress-trees.

⁹ And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, ...That goeth down smoothly for my beloved, And stealeth over the lips of them that are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.

¹¹ — Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields; Let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ Thy throat like the best wine, worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and his teeth to ruminate.

¹⁰ I to my beloved, and his turning is towards me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us abide in the villages.

⁹ May your kisses be like the best wine, going down smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth.

¹⁰ My love is mine, and I am the one he desires!

¹¹ Come, my love, let's go out into the countryside, and spend the night among the henna flowers.

⁹ And the roufe of thy mouth like good wine, which goeth straight to my welbeloued, and causeth the lippes of the ancient to speake.

¹⁰ I am my welbeloueds, and his desire is toward mee.

¹¹ Come, my welbeloued, let vs go foorth into the fielde: let vs remaine in the villages.

⁹ (7-10) And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, that glideth down smoothly for my beloved, moving gently the lips of those that are asleep.'

¹⁰ (7-11) I am my beloved's, and his desire is toward me.

¹¹ (7-12) Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine, For my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, Causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s, and his desire is towards me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; Let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ (7:10) And thy palate like the best wine, that glideth down for my friend gently, exciting the lips of those that are asleep.—

¹⁰ (7:11) I am my friend's, and toward me is his desire.

¹¹ (7:12) Come, my friend, let us go forth into the field; let us spend the night in the villages;

⁹ I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of its high boughs: And now shall thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, And the smell of thy nose as apples;

¹⁰ And thy throat as good wine, Going well with my kinsman, Suiting my lips and teeth.

¹¹ I am my kinsman’s, And his desire is toward me.

⁹ And thy mouth like the best wine— M. — that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, Flowing over the lips of them that sleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved's, And his desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the country; Let us lodge in the villages!

⁹ May your palate be like the best wine, flowing smoothly for my beloved, gliding over the lips of those who sleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved's, and he desires me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go out into the countryside; let us spend the night in the villages.

⁹ Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

⁹ Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s. His desire is towards me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

⁹ And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

¹⁰ I am my beloved's, and his desire is towards me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field; let us lodge in the villages.

⁹ Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

⁹ Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

¹⁰ I am my beloved’s. His desire is towards me.

¹¹ Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.

⁹ thy throat shall be as best wine. Worthy to my darling for to drink, and to his lips and teeth to chew.

¹⁰ I shall cleave by love to my darling, and his turning shall be to me.

¹¹ Come thou, my darling, go we out into the field; dwell we together in towns.

⁹ thy throat shall be as best wine. Worthy to my darling for to drink, and to his lips and teeth to chew. (yea, thy breath is like the best wine. Worthy for thy darling to drink, and flowing over my lips and teeth.)

¹⁰ I shall cleave by love to my darling, and his turning shall be to me.

¹¹ Come thou, my darling, go we out into the field; dwell we together in towns. (Come thou, my darling, let us go out into the fields, or into the countryside; and then stay we together in the towns.)

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,