• Song of Solomon 6:4

    Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

  • Song of Solomon 6:5

    Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcomea me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

  • Song of Solomon 6:6

    Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

  • Song of Solomon 6:7

    As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

  • Song of Solomon 6:8

    There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.

  • Song of Solomon 6:9

    My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.

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