Song of Solomon 7:1–2

1 How beautiful your sandaled feet,

O prince’s daughter!

Your graceful legs are like jewels,

the work of an artist’s hands.

2 Your navel is a rounded goblet

that never lacks blended wine.

Your waist is a mound of wheat

encircled by lilies.

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O noble daughter!

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a master hand.

2 Your navel is a rounded bowl

that never lacks mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

encircled with lilies.

1 How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter!

The joints of thy thighs are like jewels,

The work of the hands of a cunning workman.

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

Thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

1  How beautiful are your sandaled feet,

O queenly maiden.

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a skilled craftsman.

2 Your navel is perfectly formed

like a goblet filled with mixed wine.

Between your thighs lies a mound of wheat

bordered with lilies.

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O prince’s daughter!

The curves of your thighs are like jewels,

The work of the hands of a skillful workman.

2 Your navel is a rounded goblet;

It lacks no blended beverage.

Your waist is a heap of wheat

Set about with lilies.

1 Your feet are beautiful in sandals,

you daughter of a prince.

Your round thighs are like jewels

shaped by an artist.

2 Your navel is like a round drinking cup

always filled with wine.

Your stomach is like a pile of wheat

surrounded with lilies.

1 How beautiful are thy feet in sandals, O prince’s daughter!

Thy rounded thighs are like jewels,

The work of the hands of a skilful workman.

2 Thy body is like a round goblet,

Wherein no mingled wine is wanting:

Thy waist is like a heap of wheat

Set about with lilies.

1 How beautiful are your feet in their sandals, noble daughter! 

The curves of your thighs are like ornaments, 

like the work of an artist’s hands. 

2 Your navel is a round bowl. 

May it always be filled with spiced wine. 

Your waist is a bundle of wheat enclosed in lilies. 

1 How beautiful are your sandaled feet, princess!

The curves of your thighs are like jewelry,

the handiwork of a master.

2 Your navel is a rounded bowl;

it never lacks mixed wine.

Your waist is a mound of wheat

surrounded by lilies.

1 How graceful are your feet in sandals,

O queenly maiden!

Your rounded thighs are like jewels,

the work of a master hand.

2 Your navel is a rounded bowl;

may it never lack mixed wine.

Your belly is a heap of wheat,

encircled with lilies.

1 How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O royal princess!

The curves of your thighs are like jewels,

the work of the hands of a craftsman.

2 Your navel is a round wine-mixing bowl

that does not lack mixed wine!

Your belly is a heap of wheat

encircled with lilies.

1 The king says to the Shulammite woman,

“You are like a prince’s daughter.

Your feet in sandals are so beautiful.

Your graceful legs are like jewels.

The hands of a skilled worker must have shaped them.

2 Your navel is like a round bowl

that always has mixed wine in it.

Your waist is like a mound of wheat

that is surrounded by lilies.

1 “How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

O prince’s daughter!

The curves of your hips are like jewels,

The work of the hands of an artist.

2 “Your navel is like a round goblet

Which never lacks mixed wine;

Your belly is like a heap of wheat

Fenced about with lilies.