For the waved breast and the heaved thigh I have taken from the children of Israel out of the sacrifices of their peace offerings, and have given them to Aaron the priest and to his sons as their portion forever from the children of Israel.’”

He placed the breastplate on him. He put the Urim and Thummim in the breastplate.

Moses took the breast, and waved it for a wave offering before Yahweh. It was Moses’ portion of the ram of consecration, as Yahweh commanded Moses.

and they put the fat upon the breasts, and he burned the fat on the altar.

Aaron waved the breasts and the right thigh for a wave offering before Yahweh, as Moses commanded.

The waved breast and the heaved thigh you shall eat in a clean place, you, and your sons, and your daughters with you: for they are given as your portion, and your sons’ portion, out of the sacrifices of the peace offerings of the children of Israel.

They shall bring the heaved thigh and the waved breast with the offerings made by fire of the fat, to wave it for a wave offering before Yahweh. It shall be yours, and your sons’ with you, as a portion forever, as Yahweh has commanded.”

and the priest shall wave them for a wave offering before Yahweh. They are holy for the priest, together with the breast that is waved and the thigh that is offered. After that the Nazirite may drink wine.

Their meat shall be yours, as the wave offering breast and as the right thigh, it shall be yours.

Why did the knees receive me? Or why the breast, that I should nurse?

There are those who pluck the fatherless from the breast, and take a pledge of the poor,

Behold, my breast is as wine which has no vent; like new wineskins it is ready to burst.

But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts.

A loving doe and a graceful deer— let her breasts satisfy you at all times. Be captivated always with her love.

My beloved is to me a sachet of myrrh, that lies between my breasts.

Your two breasts are like two fawns that are twins of a roe, which feed among the lilies.

Your two breasts are like two fawns, that are twins of a roe.

This, your stature, is like a palm tree, your breasts like its fruit.

I said, “I will climb up into the palm tree. I will take hold of its fruit.” Let your breasts be like clusters of the vine, the smell of your breath like apples.

Oh that you were like my brother, who nursed from the breasts of my mother! If I found you outside, I would kiss you; yes, and no one would despise me.

Brothers

We have a little sister. She has no breasts. What shall we do for our sister in the day when she is to be spoken for?

Beloved

I am a wall, and my breasts like towers, then I was in his eyes like one who found peace.

Whom will he teach knowledge? To whom will he explain the message? Those who are weaned from the milk, and drawn from the breasts?

Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields, for the fruitful vine.

He put on righteousness as a breastplate, and a helmet of salvation on his head. He put on garments of vengeance for clothing, and was clad with zeal as a mantle.