'Praise' in the Bible

Take me with you—let us hurry.Oh, that the king would bring me to his chambers.Y We will rejoice and be glad for you;we will praise your love more than wine.W It is only right that they adore you.

(The Chorus)“Where has your beloved gone,O most beautiful among women?Where is your beloved hiding himself,That we may seek him with you?”

but my dove, my perfect one, is unique. She's unique to her mother, she's pure to the one who gave birth to her. Young women see her and call her blessed, queens and mistresses praise her.