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Proverbs 6:5

Revised Version 1885

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 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.

For in vain is the net spread, in the eyes of any bird:

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

I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, By the roes, and by the hinds of the field, That ye stir not up, nor awaken love, until it please.

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