Doves

How beautiful you are, my darling! Oh, how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves.

How beautiful you are, my darling—how very beautiful! Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is like a flock of goats streaming down Mount Gilead.

His eyes are like doves beside the streams of water, bathed in milk and mounted like jewels.

We all growl like bears and moan like doves. We hope for justice, but find none, for salvation, but it is far from us.

Who are these who fly like clouds, like doves to their shelters?

The survivors will escape and live in the mountains, moaning like doves of the valley, each for his own iniquity.

They will come trembling like birds from Egypt and like doves from the land of Assyria. Then I will settle them in their homes, declares the LORD.

It is decreed that the city be exiled and carried away; her maidservants moan like doves, and beat upon their breasts.

Behold, I am sending you out like sheep among wolves; therefore be as shrewd as snakes and as innocent as doves.

Then Jesus entered the temple courts and drove out all who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the money changers and the seats of those selling doves.

When they arrived in Jerusalem, Jesus entered the temple courts and began to drive out those who were buying and selling there. He overturned the tables of the money changers and the seats of those selling doves.

In the temple courts He found men selling cattle, sheep, and doves, and money changers seated at their tables.

To those selling doves He said, “Get these out of here! How dare you turn My Father’s house into a marketplace!”