| George Andrew Panichas - 230 pages
...breathlessly climbing up and down stairs. And we overhear the desperate cry repeated through the centuries: "O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice" (Song of Solomon 2:14).... | |
| Pico Iyer - 2007 - 370 pages
...the library after McCarthy's lecture and, in a voice not quite his, and not quite McCarthy's, read, " 'O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the sectet places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice,... | |
| Samuel Rogers - 2004 - 278 pages
...mi dirige gressus meas in viam tuam; Ego adhere aspexi te, atg expectabo; 501 Song of Songs 2:14 - 'O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice,... | |
| C C. - 2004 - 201 pages
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| Nicky Raiborde - 2005 - 274 pages
...righteous cry, and the LORD heareth, and delivereth them out of all their troubles." Song of Solomon 2: 14 "O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice,... | |
| Anonymous - 2005 - 416 pages
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| Vanessa Davis Griggs - 2005 - 340 pages
...and the vines with the tender grape give me a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice,... | |
| Athalya Brenner - 252 pages
...abbreviation as applied to love lyrics!), where a male lover addresses a female lover in these words: O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the covert of the cliff, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and... | |
| Angelina Kiena Mascari - 2005 - 154 pages
...with Him, secretly alone, and perhaps even in a crowded room. The following Scripture tells it all: "O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice,... | |
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