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Song of Solomon 2:14

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

KJV

columba mea, in foraminibus petræ, in caverna maceriæ, ostende mihi faciem tuam, sonet vox tua in auribus meis : vox enim tua dulcis, et facies tua decora.

Vulgate

σὺ περιστερά μου, ἐν σκέπῃ τῆς πέτρας, ἐχόμενα τοῦ προτειχίσματος δεῖξόν μοι τὴν ὄψιν σου, καὶ ἀκούτισόν με τὴν φωνήν σου, ὅτι ἡ φωνή σου ἡδεῖα, καὶ ἡ ὄψις σου ὡραία.

LXX

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

ASV

יוֹנָתִ֞/י בְּ/חַגְוֵ֣י הַ/סֶּ֗לַע בְּ/סֵ֨תֶר֙ הַ/מַּדְרֵגָ֔ה הַרְאִ֨י/נִי֙ אֶתּ מַרְאַ֔יִ/ךְ הַשְׁמִיעִ֖י/נִי אֶת קוֹלֵ֑/ךְ כִּי קוֹלֵ֥/ךְ עָרֵ֖ב וּ/מַרְאֵ֥י/ךְ נָאוֶֽה

Hebrew

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Symbols Dove

In the original Hebrew

13 distinct Hebrew words appear in this verse.

אֶת
't
pronoun · 10895×
חַגְוֵ֣י
chgvy
noun · 3×
יַּ֣רְא
yr'
verb · 1312×
יּוֹנָ֖ה
yvnh
noun · 33×
כִּֽי
ky
pronoun · 4439×
מַרְאֶ֖ה
mr'h
noun · 104×
מַּדְרֵג֔וֹת
mdrgvt
noun · 2×
נָאוָ֥ה
n'vh
adjective · 10×
סֵ֣תֶר
str
noun · 36×
סֶּ֔לַע
sl'
noun · 59×
עָרֵ֣ב
'rb
adjective · 2×
ק֣וֹל
qvl
noun · 503×
שִׁמְעוּ
shm'v
verb · 1157×

Historic Christian voices

1 passage from patristic writers, Reformers, and church catechisms citing this verse.

Cross-references

  • Exod 3:6 — Moreover he said, I am the God of thy father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob. And Moses hid his face; for he was afraid to look upon God.
  • Exod 33:22 — And it shall come to pass, while my glory passeth by, that I will put thee in a clift of the rock, and will cover thee with my hand while I pass by:
  • Ezra 9:5 — And at the evening sacrifice I arose up from my heaviness; and having rent my garment and my mantle, I fell upon my knees, and spread out my hands unto the LORD my God,
  • Gen 8:8 — Also he sent forth a dove from him, to see if the waters were abated from off the face of the ground;
  • Isa 2:21 — To go into the clefts of the rocks, and into the tops of the ragged rocks, for fear of the LORD, and for the glory of his majesty, when he ariseth to shake terribly the earth.
  • Jer 48:28 — O ye that dwell in Moab, leave the cities, and dwell in the rock, and be like the dove that maketh her nest in the sides of the hole’s mouth.
  • John 4:23 — But the hour cometh, and now is, when the true worshippers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth: for the Father seeketh such to worship him.
  • Phil 4:6 — Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.
  • Prov 15:8 — The sacrifice of the wicked is an abomination to the LORD: but the prayer of the upright is his delight.
  • Prov 31:26 — She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.
  • Ps 45:11 — So shall the king greatly desire thy beauty: for he is thy Lord; and worship thou him.
  • Ps 74:19 — O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
  • Song 1:5 — I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
  • Song 1:5 — I am black, but comely, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, as the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Solomon.
  • Song 4:1 — Behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, thou art fair; thou hast doves’ eyes within thy locks: thy hair is as a flock of goats, that appear from mount Gilead.
  • Song 5:2 — 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
  • Song 5:2 — 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
  • Song 6:4 — Thou art beautiful, O my love, as Tirzah, comely as Jerusalem, terrible as an army with banners.
  • Song 6:9 — My dove, my undefiled is but one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the choice one of her that bare her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they pr
  • Song 7:6 — How fair and how pleasant art thou, O love, for delights!
  • Song 8:13 — Thou that dwellest in the gardens, the companions hearken to thy voice: cause me to hear it.