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Song of Solomon 6:8 - New Revised Standard Version

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

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

8 There are sixty queens and eighty concubines, and virgins without number;

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

8 There may be sixty queens and eighty secondary wives, young women beyond counting,

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Catholic Public Domain Version

8 One is my dove, my perfect one. One is her mother; elect is she who bore her. The daughters saw her, and they proclaimed her most blessed. The queens and concubines saw her, and they praised her.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

8 One is my dove, my perfect one is but one, she is the only one of her mother, the chosen of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and declared her most blessed: the queens and concubines, and they praised her.

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Song of Solomon 6:8
7 Tagairtí Cros  

King Solomon loved many foreign women along with the daughter of Pharaoh: Moabite, Ammonite, Edomite, Sidonian, and Hittite women,


Among his wives were seven hundred princesses and three hundred concubines; and his wives turned away his heart.


Rehoboam loved Maacah daughter of Absalom more than all his other wives and concubines (he took eighteen wives and sixty concubines, and became the father of twenty-eight sons and sixty daughters).


in many-colored robes she is led to the king; behind her the virgins, her companions, follow.


daughters of kings are among your ladies of honor; at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.


your anointing oils are fragrant, your name is perfume poured out; therefore the maidens love you.


After this I looked, and there was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, robed in white, with palm branches in their hands.


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