1“[a]How beautiful are your feet in sandals,

[b]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

That never lacks mixed wine;

Your belly is like a heap of wheat,

[c]Surrounded with lilies.

3“Your two breasts are like two fawns,

Twins of a gazelle.

4“Your neck is like a tower of ivory,

Your eyes like the pools in Heshbon

By the gate of Bath-rabbim;

Your nose is like the tower of Lebanon,

Which looks toward Damascus.

5“Your head [d]crowns you like Carmel,

And the flowing hair of your head is like purple threads;

The king is captivated by your tresses.

6“How beautiful and how delightful you are,

[e]My love, with all your delights!

7“[f]Your stature is like a palm tree,

And your breasts are like its clusters.

8“I said, ‘I will climb the palm tree,

I will grasp its fruit stalks.’

Oh, may your breasts be like clusters of the vine,

And the fragrance of your [g]breath like apples,

9And your [h]mouth like the best wine!”

The Bride