I’m no scholar, but I agree with you on the NKJV. I also love my Catholic Jerusalem Bible, the 1960’s version, because it reads like poetry.
I love mine too, and am so worried that I am wearing it out. A few pages have come loose, and I do not want any other bible, even though I know that is wrong.
When my first born died unexpectedly at 21 years old, I went to my Jerusalem Bible, in tears, and randomly opened it to a page, hoping for an answer.
It opened up to Job’s final answer to God. I believe God spoke to me that day, through Job.