Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
O deliver not the soul of thy turtledove unto the multitude of the wicked: forget not the congregation of thy poor for ever.
Though you have slept among the sheepfolds, yet shall you be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.
Song of Songs 2:14
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for sweet is your voice, and your countenance is lovely.
Song of Songs 4:1
Behold, you are fair, my love; behold, you are fair; you have doves' eyes behind your veil: your hair is like a flock of goats, going down from mount Gilead.
Song of Songs 6:9
My dove, my perfect one, is the only one; she is the only one of her mother, she is the favorite one of her that bore her. The daughters saw her, and blessed her; yea, the queens and the concubines, and they praised her.
Who are these that fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows?
Behold, I send you forth as sheep in the midst of wolves: be therefore wise as serpents, and harmless as doves.
Your congregation has dwelt therein: you, O God, have provided of your goodness for the poor.
He shall judge your people with righteousness, and your poor with justice.
I will also leave in the midst of you an afflicted and poor people, and they shall trust in the name of the LORD.
Hearken, my beloved brethren, Has not God chosen the poor of this world rich in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which he has promised to them that love him?
Will you restrain yourself for these things, O LORD? will you hold your peace, and afflict us very severely?