Song of Solomon 6:6

Verse 6 of 13. The 6th of 8 chapters in Song of Solomon, in Poetry and Wisdom.

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

3I am my beloved’s, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies.

4Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.

5Turn away thine eyes from me, for they have overcome me: thy hair is as a flock of goats that appear from Gilead.

6Thy teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, whereof every one beareth twins, and there is not one barren among them.

7As a piece of a pomegranate are thy temples within thy locks.

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

9My 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.

10Who 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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Song of Solomon 6:6 in the World English Bible

Your teeth are like a flock of ewes, which have come up from the washing, of which every one has twins; not one is bereaved among them.
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Matthew Henry on Song of Solomon 6:6

He repeats, almost word for word, part of the description he had given of her beauty (ch. iv. 1-3), her hair, her teeth, her temples (v. 5-7), not because he could not have described it in other words, and by other similitudes, but to show that he had still the same esteem for her since her unkindness to him, and his withdrawings from her, that he had before.

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King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.