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Proverbs 6:5

American Standard Version (1901)

Deliver thyself as a roe from the hand of the hunter, And as a bird from the hand of the fowler.

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For he will deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, And from the deadly pestilence.

Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: The snare is broken, and we are escaped.

For in vain is the net spread In the sight of any bird:

In Jehovah do I take refuge: How say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain;

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, or by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awake my love, Until he please.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: Behold, he standeth behind our wall; He looketh in at the windows; He glanceth through the lattice.