Verses for head is

Why should ye be stricken any more? ye will revolt more and more: the whole head is sick, and the whole heart faint.

The hoary head is a crown of glory, if it be found in the way of righteousness.

I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying, Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.

His head is as the most fine gold, his locks are bushy, and black as a raven.