(A)Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate
Behind your veil.
There are sixty (B)queens and eighty concubines,
And [a](C)young women without number;
But (D)my dove, my perfect one, is [b]unique:
She is her mother’s [c]only daughter;
She is the pure child of the one who gave birth to her.
The [d](E)young women saw her and called her [e]blessed,
The (F)queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:8 Or virgins
  2. Song of Solomon 6:9 Lit one
  3. Song of Solomon 6:9 Lit one
  4. Song of Solomon 6:9 Lit daughters
  5. Song of Solomon 6:9 Or happy

(A)Like a piece of pomegranate
Are your temples behind your veil.

There are sixty queens
And eighty concubines,
And (B)virgins without number.
My dove, my (C)perfect one,
Is the only one,
The only one of her mother,
The favorite of the one who bore her.
The daughters saw her
And called her blessed,
The queens and the concubines,
And they praised her.

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