'Milk' in the Bible

Why did the knees take me, or why the breasts that they might give me milk?

Was I not drained out like milk, becoming hard like cheese?

Let him not see the rivers of oil, the streams of honey and milk.

His buckets are full of milk, and there is no loss of strength in his bones.

When my steps were washed with milk, and rivers of oil were flowing out of the rock for me.