Song of Solomon 6:7-9

New Century Version

⁷ Your cheeks behind your veil
    are like slices of a pomegranate.
⁸ There may be sixty queens and eighty slave women
    and so many girls you cannot count them,
⁹ but there is only one like my dove, my perfect one.
    She is her mother’s only daughter,
    the brightest of the one who gave her birth.
The young women saw her and called her happy;
    the queens and the slave women also praised her.