Proverbs 6:5

King James Version with Apocrypha - American Edition

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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Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.

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

Surely in vain the net is spread in the sight of any bird.

In the Lord put I my trust: how say ye to my soul, Flee as a bird to your mountain?

I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes, and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor awake my love, till he please.

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall, he looketh forth at the windows, showing himself through the lattice.