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

9 My dove, my perfect one, is the only one, the darling of her mother, flawless to her that bore her. The maidens saw her and called her happy; the queens and concubines also, and they praised her.

10 “Who is this that looks forth like the dawn, fair as the moon, bright as the sun, terrible as an army with banners?”

11 I went down to the nut orchard, to look at the blossoms of the valley, to see whether the vines had budded, whether the pomegranates were in bloom.

12 Before I was aware, my fancy set me in a chariot beside my prince.

13 Return, return, O Shulammite! Return, return, that we may look upon you. Why should you look upon the Shulammite, as upon a dance before two armies?

Song of Solomon 6:8-13, NRSV Catholic Edition. Copyright © 1989, 1993 by the National Council of the Churches of Christ.
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