7Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
7Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
4 You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.
5 Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me. Your hair is like a flock of goats, that lie along the side of Gilead.
6 Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing; of which every one has twins; none is bereaved among them.
7 Your temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind your veil.
8 There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and virgins without number.
9 My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother's only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed; 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.
6:7Thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate behind thy veil.
6:7As a piece of pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.
6:7As the work of the pomegranate is thy temple behind thy veil.
6:7As a piece of a pomegranate are your temples within your locks.