Song of Solomon 7:9

Before · Song of Solomon 7:7–8

7This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit. 8I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples.

After · Song of Solomon 7:10–11

10I am my beloved’s. His desire is toward me. 11Come, my beloved! Let’s go out into the field. Let’s lodge in the villages.