So I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and be at rest.
In the Lord I put my trust; How can you say to my soul, “Flee as a bird to your mountain”?
But the woman was given two wings of a great eagle, that she might fly into the wilderness to her place, where she is nourished for a time and times and half a time, from the presence of the serpent.
If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
My heart wavered, fearfulness frightened me; The night for which I longed He turned into fear for me.