Song of Songs 6:9-11

New International Reader's Version

⁹ But 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.”

¹⁰ “Who is this woman?
    She is like the sunrise in all its glory.
She is as beautiful as the moon.
    She is as bright as the sun.
    She is as majestic as the stars traveling across the sky.”

¹¹ “I went down to a grove of nut trees.
    I wanted to look at the new plants growing in the valley.
I wanted to find out whether the vines had budded.
    I wanted to see if the pomegranate trees had bloomed.