Song of Songs 6:4-10

4You are beautiful, my true love, like Tirzah, lovely like Jerusalem, awe-inspiring like those great cities.

5Turn your eyes away from me. They enchant me! Your hair is like a flock of goats moving down from Gilead.

6Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, sheep that come up from the washing. All of them bear twins, and not one has lost its young.

7Your temples behind your veil are like slices of pomegranate.

8There are 60 queens, 80 concubines, and countless virgins,

9but she is unique, my dove, my perfect one. Her mother thinks she is unique. She is pure to the one who gave birth to her. Her sisters saw her and blessed her. Queens and concubines saw her and praised her.

10Who is this young woman? She looks like the dawn. She is beautiful like the moon, pure like the sun, awe-inspiring like those heavenly bodies.