Song of Solomon 7:1–10

How beautiful are ^athy feet with shoes, ^bO prince’s daughter!

The joints of thy thighs are like ^cjewels,

The work of the hands of ^da cunning workman.

²Thy navel is like a round ^egoblet, which wanteth not liquor:

Thy belly is like a heap of wheat set about with ^flilies.

^3gThy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

^4hThy neck is as a tower of ivory;

Thine eyes like the fishpools in ⁱHeshbon, by the gate of Bath-^krabbim:

Thy nose is as ^lthe tower of ^mLebanon which looketh toward ⁿDamascus.

⁵Thine head upon thee is like ^oCarmel,

And ^pthe hair of thine head like purple;

^qThe king is held in the ^rgalleries.

⁶How fair and how ^spleasant art thou, O love, for ^tdelights!

⁷This thy stature is like to a ^upalm tree,

And thy breasts to ^xclusters of grapes.

⁸I said, I will go up to the ^upalm tree,

I will take hold of the boughs thereof:

Now also thy breasts shall be as ^xclusters of the vine,

And the smell of thy nose like ^yapples;

⁹And ^zthe roof of thy mouth like the best wine,

For my beloved, ^athat goeth down sweetly,

Causing the lips of those that are ^basleep to speak.

^10cI am my beloved’s, and his ^ddesire is towards me.