American King James Version
"Your navel is like a round goblet, which wants not liquor: your belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies. "
— Song Of Solomon 7:2, American King James Version
“Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.”
“Thy body islikea round goblet, Wherein no mingled wine is wanting: Thy waist is like a heap of wheat Set about with lilies. ”
“Your body is like a round goblet, no mixed wine is wanting. Your waist is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.”
“Your navel is a round mixing bowl– may it never lack mixed wine! Your belly is a mound of wheat, encircled by lilies.”
“Thy navel is like a round bowl never wanting cups. Thy belly is like a heap of wheat, set about with lilies.”
“Your stomach is a store of grain with lilies round it, and in the middle a round cup full of wine.”
“Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.”
How beautiful are your feet with shoes, O prince’s daughter! the joints of your thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
Your navel is like a round goblet, which wants not liquor: your belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.
Your two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.
Your neck is as a tower of ivory; your eyes like the fish pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bathrabbim: your nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looks toward Damascus.
Your head on you is like Carmel, and the hair of your head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.