7Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
7Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
4 Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
5 Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
6 Thy teeth are like a flock of ewes, which are come up from the washing; whereof every one hath twins, and none is bereaved among them.
7 Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number.
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 called her blessed; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
6:7As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.
6:7Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.
6:7Thy cheeks are as the bark of a pomegranate, beside what is hidden within thee.
6:7Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate Behind thy veil.
6:7As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil.
6:7As a piece of pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
6:7Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
6:7As the work of the pomegranate is thy temple behind thy veil.
6:7As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks.