Song of Songs 7
A further description of the Church's graces.
Song of Songs 7:1 What shalt thou see in the Sulamitess but the companies of camps? How beautiful are thy steps in shoes, O prince's daughter! The joints of thy thighs are like jewels, that are made by the hand of a skilful workman. Song of Songs 7:2 Thy navel is like a round bowl never wanting cups. Thy belly is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies. Song of Songs 7:3 Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins. Song of Songs 7:4 Thy neck as a tower of ivory. Thy eyes like the fishpools in Hesebon, which are in the gate of the daughter of the multitude. Thy nose is as the tower of Libanus, that looketh toward Damascus. Song of Songs 7:5 Thy head is like Carmel: and the hairs of thy head as the purple of the king bound in the channels. Song of Songs 7:6 How beautiful art thou, and how comely, my dearest, in delights! Song of Songs 7:7 Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. Song of Songs 7:8 I said: I will go up into the palm tree, and will take hold of the fruit thereof: and thy breasts shall be as the clusters of the vine: and the odour of thy mouth like apples. Song of Songs 7:9 Thy throat like the best wine, worthy for my beloved to drink, and for his lips and his teeth to ruminate.
The Church professeth her faith and desire.
Song of Songs 7:10 I to my beloved, and his turning is towards me. Song of Songs 7:11 Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the field, let us abide in the villages. Song of Songs 7:12 Let us get up early to the vineyards, let us see if the vineyard flourish, if the flowers be ready to bring forth fruits, if the pomegranates flourish: there will I give thee my breasts. Song of Songs 7:13 The mandrakes give a smell. In our gates are all fruits: the new and the old, my beloved, I have kept for thee.