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[a]How beautiful are your [b]feet in sandals,
O (A)noble’s daughter!
The curves of your thighs are like ornaments,
The work of the hands of an artist.
Your navel is like a round basin
Which never lacks mixed wine;
Your belly is like a heap of wheat
Encircled with lilies.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Songs 7:1 Ch 7:2 in Heb
  2. Song of Songs 7:1 Lit footsteps