Song of Solomon 7:1–9
The curves of your thighs are like jewelry,
the handiwork of a master.
it never lacks mixed wine.
Your belly is a mound of wheat
surrounded by lilies.
twins of a gazelle.j
4 Your neck is like a tower of ivory,k
your eyes like pools in Heshbon
by Bath-rabbim’s gate.
Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon
looking toward Damascus.
5 Your head crowns youF like Mount Carmel,
the hair of your head like purple cloth—
a king could be held captivel in your tresses.
6 How beautiful you are and how pleasant,m
my love, with such delights!
your breasts are clusters of fruit.
and take hold of its fruit.”n
May your breasts be like clusters of grapes,
and the fragrance of your breath like apricots.o
flowing smoothly for my love,
gliding past my lips and teeth!H
Lit daughter of a nobleman, or prince
Lit head upon you is