Song of Songs 7:1-5

1“1How beautiful are your 2feet in sandals, O 34prince’s daughter! The curves of your hips are like 5jewels, The work of the hands of an artist.2Your navel is like a round goblet Which never lacks mixed wine; Your belly is like a heap of wheat Fenced about with lilies.3Your 6two breasts are like two fawns, Twins of a gazelle.4Your 7neck is like a tower of ivory, Your eyes like the pools in 8Heshbon By the gate of Bath-rabbim; Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, Which faces toward Damascus.5Your head 9crowns you like 10Carmel, And the flowing locks of your head are like purple threads; The king is captivated by your tresses.