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Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate
Behind thy veil.
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,
And [a]virgins without number.
My dove, my [b]undefiled, is but one;
She is the only one of her mother;
She is the [c]choice one of her that bare her.
The daughters saw her, and called her blessed;
Yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

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Footnotes

  1. Song of Solomon 6:8 Or, maidens
  2. Song of Solomon 6:9 Hebrew perfect.
  3. Song of Solomon 6:9 Or, pure

Your temples behind your veil(A)
    are like the halves of a pomegranate.(B)
Sixty queens(C) there may be,
    and eighty concubines,(D)
    and virgins beyond number;
but my dove,(E) my perfect one,(F) is unique,
    the only daughter of her mother,
    the favorite of the one who bore her.(G)
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
    the queens and concubines praised her.

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