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Song of Solomon 4:4 - New Revised Standard Version

4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built in courses; on it hang a thousand bucklers, all of them shields of warriors.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

4 Thy neck is like the tower of David Builded for an armoury, Whereon there hang a thousand bucklers, All shields of mighty men.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

4 Your neck is like the tower of David, built for an arsenal, whereon hang a thousand bucklers, all of them shields of warriors.

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American Standard Version (1901)

4 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.

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Common English Bible

4 Like David’s tower is your neck, splendidly built! A thousand shields are hung upon it— all the weapons of the warriors.

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Catholic Public Domain Version

4 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.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

4 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.

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Song of Solomon 4:4
15 Tagairtí Cros  

You mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew or rain upon you, nor bounteous fields! For there the shield of the mighty was defiled, the shield of Saul, anointed with oil no more.


He is a tower of salvation for his king, and shows steadfast love to his anointed, to David and his descendants forever.


next to him Ezer son of Jeshua, ruler of Mizpah, repaired another section opposite the ascent to the armory at the Angle.


May our sons in their youth be like plants full grown, our daughters like corner pillars, cut for the building of a palace.


Your cheeks are comely with ornaments, your neck with strings of jewels.


Your neck is like an ivory tower. Your eyes are pools in Heshbon, by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon, overlooking Damascus.


Your head crowns you like Carmel, and your flowing locks are like purple; a king is held captive in the tresses.


I was a wall, and my breasts were like towers; then I was in his eyes as one who brings peace.


And you, O tower of the flock, hill of daughter Zion, to you it shall come, the former dominion shall come, the sovereignty of daughter Jerusalem.


and not holding fast to the head, from whom the whole body, nourished and held together by its ligaments and sinews, grows with a growth that is from God.


who are being protected by the power of God through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time.


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