Song of Solomon 6:7
Context
7“Your temples are like a slice of a pomegranate
         Behind your veil.

8“There are sixty queens and eighty concubines,
         And maidens without number;

9But my dove, my perfect one, is unique:
         She is her mother’s only daughter;
         She is the pure child of the one who bore her.
         The maidens saw her and called her blessed,
         The queens and the concubines also, and they praised her, saying,

10‘Who is this that grows like the dawn,
         As beautiful as the full moon,
         As pure as the sun,
         As awesome as an army with banners?’

11“I went down to the orchard of nut trees
         To see the blossoms of the valley,
         To see whether the vine had budded
         Or the pomegranates had bloomed.

12“Before I was aware, my soul set me
         Over the chariots of my noble people.”

13“Come back, come back, O Shulammite;
         Come back, come back, that we may gaze at you!”
         
      “Why should you gaze at the Shulammite,
         As at the dance of the two companies?



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Parallel Verses
American Standard Version
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.

Douay-Rheims Bible
Thy cheeks are as the bark of a pomegranate, beside what is hidden within thee.

Darby Bible Translation
As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.

English Revised Version
Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.

Webster's Bible Translation
As a piece of pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

World English Bible
Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.

Young's Literal Translation
As the work of the pomegranate is thy temple behind thy veil.
Library
Song of Songs
The contents of this book justify the description of it in the title, i. 1, as the "loveliest song"--for that is the meaning of the Hebrew idiom "song of songs." It abounds in poetical gems of the purest ray. It breathes the bracing air of the hill country, and the passionate love of man for woman and woman for man. It is a revelation of the keen Hebrew delight in nature, in her vineyards and pastures, flowers and fruit trees, in her doves and deer and sheep and goats. It is a song tremulous from
John Edgar McFadyen—Introduction to the Old Testament

The Love of Christ to the Church, in his Language to Her, and Provisions for Her. Ss 7:5-13.
The love of Christ to the church, in his language to her, and provisions for her. SS 7:5-13. Now in the galleries of his grace Appears the King, and thus he says, "How fair my saints are in my sight! My love how pleasant for delight!" Kind is thy language, sovereign Lord, There's heav'nly grace in every word; From that dear mouth a stream divine Flows sweeter than the choicest wine. Such wondrous love awakes the lip Of saints that were almost asleep, To speak the praises of thy name, And makes
Isaac Watts—The Psalms and Hymns of Isaac Watts

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