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What if I could have
sixty queens, eighty wives,
    and thousands of others!
You would be my only choice,
    my flawless dove,
the favorite child
    of your mother.
The young women, the queens,
    and all the others
tell how excited you are
    as they sing your praises:
10 “You are as majestic
    as the morning sky—
glorious as the moon—
    blinding as the sun!
Your charms are more powerful
    than all the stars above.”[a]

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Footnotes

  1. 6.10 all … above: Or “a mighty army ready for war.”

Sixty queens(A) there may be,
    and eighty concubines,(B)
    and virgins beyond number;
but my dove,(C) my perfect one,(D) is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.(E)
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

Friends

10 Who is this that appears like the dawn,
    fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
    majestic as the stars in procession?

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