Top Verses from Song of Solomon 6  

Your temples behind your veil are like the halves of a pomegranate. (NIV)

Your cheeks are like halves of a pomegranate behind your veil. (AMP)

As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks. (KJV)

Sixty queens there may be, and eighty concubines, and virgins beyond number; (NIV)

There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number; (AMP)

There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, and virgins without number. (KJV)

But my dove, my perfect one, is unique, the only daughter of her mother, the favorite of the one who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and concubines praised her. (NIV)

But my dove, my undefiled and perfect one, stands alone [above them all]; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her and called her blessed and happy, yes, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. [Col. 2:8, 9.] (AMP)

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 blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her. (KJV)

Come back, come back, O Shulammite; come back, come back, that we may gaze on you! Why would you gaze on the Shulammite as on the dance of Mahanaim? (NIV)

[I began to flee, but they called to me] Return, return, O Shulammite; return, return, that we may look upon you! [I replied] What is there for you to see in the [poor little] Shulammite? [And they answered] As upon a dance before two armies or a dance of Mahanaim. (AMP)

Return, return, O Shulamite; return, return, that we may look upon thee. What will ye see in the Shulamite? As it were the company of two armies. (KJV)

Who is this that appears like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, majestic as the stars in procession? (NIV)

[The ladies asked] Who is this that looks forth like the dawn, fair as the moon, clear and pure as the sun, and terrible as a bannered host? (AMP)

Who is she that looketh forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the sun, and terrible as an army with banners? (KJV)

I went down to the grove of nut trees to look at the new growth in the valley, to see if the vines had budded or the pomegranates were in bloom. (NIV)

[The Shulammite replied] I went down into the nut orchard [one day] to look at the green plants of the valley, to see whether the grapevine had budded and the pomegranates were in flower. (AMP)

I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished and the pomegranates budded. (KJV)

Before I realized it, my desire set me among the royal chariots of my people. (NIV)

Before I was aware [of what was happening], my desire [to roam about] had brought me into the area of the princes of my people [the king's retinue]. (AMP)

Or ever I was aware, my soul made me like the chariots of Amminadib. (KJV)

Where has your beloved gone, most beautiful of women? Which way did your beloved turn, that we may look for him with you? (NIV)

WHERE HAS your beloved gone, O you fairest among women? [Again the ladies showed their interest in the remarkable person whom the Shulammite had championed with such unstinted praise; they too wanted to know him, they insisted.] Where is your beloved hiding himself? For we would seek him with you. (AMP)

Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee. (KJV)

I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine; he browses among the lilies. (NIV)

I am my beloved's [garden] and my beloved is mine! He feeds among the lilies [which grow there]. (AMP)

I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies. (KJV)

You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my darling, as lovely as Jerusalem, as majestic as troops with banners. (NIV)

[He said] You are as beautiful as Tirzah [capital of the northern kingdom's first king], my love, and as comely as Jerusalem, [but you are] as terrible as a bannered host! (AMP)

Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners. (KJV)