Song of Songs 6:13-7:6

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

7 How graceful are your feet in sandals,
    O queenly maiden!
Your rounded thighs are like jewels,
    the work of a master hand.^(B)
2 Your navel is a rounded bowl;
    may it never lack mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat,
    encircled with lilies.
³ Your two breasts are like two fawns,
    twins of a gazelle.^(C)
4 Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are pools in Heshbon,
    by the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon,
    overlooking Damascus.^(D)
5 Your head crowns you like Carmel,
    and your flowing locks are like purple;
    a king is held captive in the tresses.^(E)