And I said, Who will give to me wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest.
To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. I put my trust in Jehovah; how can you say to me, Flee like a bird to the mountains;
If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the furthest parts of the sea;
My heart wanders, terror overwhelms me; He has turned the twilight of my pleasure into trembling.
And two wings of a great eagle were given to the woman, so that she might fly into the wilderness, into her place, where she is nourished for a time and times and half a time, from the serpent's face.