Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew nor rain upon you, neither fields of offerings: for there the shield of the mighty was vilely cast away, the shield of Saul, not anointed with oil.
Song of Solomon 4:4 - Revised Version 1885 Thy neck is like the tower of David builded for an armoury, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Thy neck is like the tower of David Builded for an armoury, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All shields of mighty men. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Your neck is like the tower of David, built for an arsenal, whereon hang a thousand bucklers, all of them shields of warriors. American Standard Version (1901) Thy neck is like the tower of David Builded for an armory, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All the shields of the mighty men. Common English Bible Like David’s tower is your neck, splendidly built! A thousand shields are hung upon it— all the weapons of the warriors. Catholic Public Domain Version Your neck is like the tower of David, which was built with ramparts: a thousand shields are hanging from it, all the armor of the strong. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Thy neck, is as the tower of David, which is built with bulwarks: a thousand bucklers hang upon it, all the armour of valiant men. |
Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew nor rain upon you, neither fields of offerings: for there the shield of the mighty was vilely cast away, the shield of Saul, not anointed with oil.
Great deliverance giveth he to his king: and sheweth lovingkindness to his anointed, to David and to his seed, for evermore.
And next to him repaired Ezer the son of Jeshua, the ruler of Mizpah, another portion, over against the going up to the armoury at the turning of the wall.
When our sons shall be as plants grown up in their youth; And our daughters as corner stones hewn after the fashion of a palace;
Thy cheeks are comely with plaits of hair, Thy neck with strings of jewels.
Thy neck is like the tower of ivory; Thine eyes as the pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim; Thy nose is like the tower of Lebanon Which looketh toward Damascus.
Thine head upon thee is like Carmel, And the hair of thine head like purple; The king is held captive in the tresses thereof.
I am a wall, and my breasts like the towers thereof: Then was I in his eyes as one that found peace.
And thou, O tower of the flock, the hill of the daughter of Zion, unto thee shall it come; yea, the former dominion shall come, the kingdom of the daughter of Jerusalem.
and not holding fast the Head, from whom all the body, being supplied and knit together through the joints and bands, increaseth with the increase of God.
who by the power of God are guarded through faith unto a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time.