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Song of Solomon 7:7 - King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

This thy stature is like to a palm tree, And thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

Your stature is like that of a palm tree, and your bosom like its clusters [of dates, declared the king].

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American Standard Version (1901)

This thy stature is like to a palm-tree, And thy breasts to its clusters.

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Common English Bible

Your stately form resembles a date palm, and your breasts are like clustered fruit.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

Most beloved one, how beautiful you are, and how graceful in delights!

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

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Song of Solomon 7:7
12 Tagairtí Cros  

The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.


A bundle of myrrh is my well-beloved unto me; he shall lie all night betwixt my breasts.


Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.


Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.


Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.


How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!


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


We have a little sister, and she hath no breasts: what shall we do for our sister in the day when she shall be spoken for?


Rejoice ye with Jerusalem, and be glad with her, all ye that love her: rejoice for joy with her, all ye that mourn for her:


They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must needs be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also is it in them to do good.


that Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,


till we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ: