Song of Solomon 6:8–10
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8There might be 60 queens and 80 concubines.
There might be more virgins than anyone can count.
9But you are my perfect dove.
There isn’t anyone like you.
You are your mother’s favorite daughter.
The young women see you and call you blessed.
The queens and concubines praise you.”
The other women say,
10“Who is this woman?
She is like the sunrise in all of its glory.
She is as beautiful as the moon.
She is as bright as the sun.
She is as majestic as troops carrying their banners.”
The king says,
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ESVEnglish Standard Version
There are sixty queens and eighty concubines,
and virgins without number.
My dove, my perfect one, is the only one,
the only one of her mother,
pure to her who bore her.
The young women saw her and called her blessed;
the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.
“Who is this who looks down like the dawn,
beautiful as the moon, bright as the sun,
awesome as an army with banners?”
Copyright 2001 Crossway Bibles
NIVNew International Version (2011)
Sixty queens there may be,
and eighty concubines,
and virgins beyond number;
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.
Who is this that appears like the dawn,
fair as the moon, bright as the sun,
majestic as the stars in procession?
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CSBChristian Standard Bible
There are sixty queens
and eighty concubines
and young women without number.
But my dove, my virtuous one, is unique;
she is the favorite of her mother,
perfect to the one who gave her birth.
Women see her and declare her fortunate;
queens and concubines also, and they sing her praises:
Who is this who shines like the dawn,
as beautiful as the moon,
bright as the sun,
awe-inspiring as an army with banners?
Copyright 2017 Holman Bible Publishers
NLTNew Living Translation
Even among sixty queens
and eighty concubines
and countless young women,
I would still choose my dove, my perfect one—
the favorite of her mother,
dearly loved by the one who bore her.
The young women see her and praise her;
even queens and royal concubines sing her praises:
“Who is this, arising like the dawn,
as fair as the moon,
as bright as the sun,
as majestic as an army with billowing banners?”
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers. All rights reserved.
LEBThe Lexham English Bible
Sixty queens there are, eighty concubines,
and maidens beyond number.
My dove, she is the one;
my perfect, she is the only one;
she is the favorite of her mother who bore her.
Maidens see her and consider her fortunate;
queens and concubines praise her:
“Who is this that looks down like the dawn,
beautiful as the moon,
bright as the sun,
overwhelming as an army with banners?”
Copyright 2012 Lexham Press
KJV 1900King James Version
There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines,
And virgins without number.
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.
Who is she that looketh forth as the morning,
Fair as the moon, clear as the sun,
And terrible as an army with banners?
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