Verse 8

Song of Songs 6:8

Darby Translation

8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number:

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Chapter 6 Context

1 Whither is thy beloved gone, Thou fairest among women? Whither is thy beloved turned aside? And we w... Focus ↗

2 My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, To feed in the gardens and to gather... Focus ↗

3 I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: He feedeth [his flock] among the lilies. Focus ↗

4 Thou art fair, my love, as Tirzah, Comely as Jerusalem, Terrible as troops with banners: Focus ↗

5 Turn away thine eyes from me, For they overcome me. Thy hair is as a flock of goats On the slopes of... Focus ↗

6 Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep Which go up from the washing; Which have all borne twins, And no... Focus ↗

7 As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples Behind thy veil. Focus ↗

8 There are threescore queens, and fourscore concubines, And virgins without number:

9 My dove, mine undefiled, is but one; She is the only one of her mother, She is the choice one of her... Focus ↗

10 Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Terrible as troops wi... Focus ↗

11 I went down into the garden of nuts, To see the verdure of the valley, To see whether the vine budde... Focus ↗

12 Before I was aware, My soul set me upon the chariots of my willing people. Focus ↗

13 Return, return, O Shulamite; Return, return, that we may look upon thee. What would ye look upon in... Focus ↗

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