Song of Songs 6:7

King James Version 1769 (Standard Version)

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

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Referenced Verses

  • Song 4:3 : 3 Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

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  • Song 4:1-6
    6 verses
    89%

    1Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.

    2Thy teeth are like a flock of sheep that are even shorn, which came up from the washing; whereof every one bear twins, and none is barren among them.

    3Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely: thy temples are like a piece of a pomegranate within thy locks.

    4Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, all shields of mighty men.

    5Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins, which feed among the lilies.

    6Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, I will get me to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.

  • Song 6:4-6
    3 verses
    82%

    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.

  • Song 7:1-9
    9 verses
    81%

    1How beautiful are thy feet with shoes, O prince's daughter! the joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman.

    2Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy belly is like an heap of wheat set about with lilies.

    3Thy two breasts are like two young roes that are twins.

    4Thy neck is as a tower of ivory; thine eyes like the fishpools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim: thy nose is as the tower of Lebanon which looketh toward Damascus.

    5Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, and the hair of thine head like purple; the king is held in the galleries.

    6How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!

    7This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes.

    8I said, I will go up to the palm tree, I will take hold of the boughs thereof: now also thy breasts shall be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy nose like apples;

    9And the roof of thy mouth like the best wine for my beloved, that goeth down sweetly, causing the lips of those that are asleep to speak.

  • Song 6:8-11
    4 verses
    76%

    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?

    11I went down into the garden of nuts to see the fruits of the valley, and to see whether the vine flourished, and the pomegranates budded.

  • Song 1:9-11
    3 verses
    75%

    9I have compared thee, O my love, to a company of horses in Pharaoh's chariots.

    10Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels, thy neck with chains of gold.

    11We will make thee borders of gold with studs of silver.

  • Song 5:11-16
    6 verses
    73%

    11His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.

    12His eyes are as the eyes of doves by the rivers of waters, washed with milk, and fitly set.

    13His cheeks are as a bed of spices, as sweet flowers: his lips like lilies, dropping sweet smelling myrrh.

    14His hands are as gold rings set with the beryl: his belly is as bright ivory overlaid with sapphires.

    15His legs are as pillars of marble, set upon sockets of fine gold: his countenance is as Lebanon, excellent as the cedars.

    16His mouth is most sweet: yea, he is altogether lovely. This is my beloved, and this is my friend, O daughters of Jerusalem.

  • Song 4:9-13
    5 verses
    73%

    9Thou hast ravished my heart, my sister, my spouse; thou hast ravished my heart with one of thine eyes, with one chain of thy neck.

    10How fair is thy love, my sister, my spouse! how much better is thy love than wine! and the smell of thine ointments than all spices!

    11Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue; and the smell of thy garments is like the smell of Lebanon.

    12A garden inclosed is my sister, my spouse; a spring shut up, a fountain sealed.

    13Thy plants are an orchard of pomegranates, with pleasant fruits; camphire, with spikenard,

  • 25Lust not after her beauty in thine heart; neither let her take thee with her eyelids.

  • 12And I put a jewel on thy forehead, and earrings in thine ears, and a beautiful crown upon thine head.

  • Song 1:14-15
    2 verses
    69%

    14My beloved is unto me as a cluster of camphire in the vineyards of En-gedi.

    15Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves' eyes.

  • 2I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

  • 12Let us get up early to the vineyards; let us see if the vine flourish, whether the tender grape appear, and the pomegranates bud forth: there will I give thee my loves.

  • 2Thou art fairer than the children of men: grace is poured into thy li: therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.

  • 15A fountain of gardens, a well of living waters, and streams from Lebanon.

  • 9Kings' daughters were among thy honourable women: upon thy right hand did stand the queen in gold of Ophir.

  • 9She shall give to thine head an ornament of grace: a crown of glory shall she deliver to thee.

  • 10I am a wall, and my breasts like towers: then was I in his eyes as one that found favour.

  • 3Because of the savour of thy good ointments thy name is as ointment poured forth, therefore do the virgins love thee.

  • 1Whither is thy beloved gone, O thou fairest among women? whither is thy beloved turned aside? that we may seek him with thee.