Song of Solomon 4:4
Book: Song of Solomon 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.
Psalm 88:15
Book: Psalm 88
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up: While I suffer thy terrors I am distracted.
Psalm 89:32
Book: Psalm 89
Then will I visit their transgression with the rod, And their iniquity with stripes.