Song of Songs 6:7-11

⁷Your cheeks are like pomegranate halves behind your veil.

⁸There are sixty queens, eighty concubines, and young women without number.

⁹My dove, my undefiled, is the only one; she is the only daughter of her mother; she is the favorite one of the woman who bore her. The young women saw her and called her blessed; the queens and the concubines saw her also, and they praised her:

¹⁰“Who is this who appears like the dawn, as beautiful as the moon, as bright as the sun, as awe-inspiring as an army with its banners?”

¹¹I went down into the grove of nut trees to see the young growth in the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, and whether the pomegranates were in bloom.