Towers: The Grace and Dignity of the Church

Your neck is like the tower of David, built with rows of stones; on it hang a thousand shields, all of them shields of warriors.

Your neck is like a tower made of ivory; your eyes are like the pools of Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim; your nose is like the tower of Lebanon, facing toward Damascus.

I am a wall, and my breasts are like towers. So I have become in his eyes like one who brings peace.