7Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.
7Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.
4 You are beautiful, my darling, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, majestic as troops with banners.
5 Turn your eyes from me; they overwhelm me. Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of sheep coming up from the washing. Each has its twin, not one of them is alone.
7 Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate.
8 Sixty queens there may be, and eighty concubines, and virgins beyond number;
9 but my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The maidens saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her.
6:7As a piece of a pomegranate [are] thy temples within thy locks.
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.
6:7Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate 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.