H2288–חֲגָוִים–cha.gav

O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the steep place, Let me see thy countenance, Let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

בְּחַגְוֵ֣י (חַגְוֵ֣י) chag.Vei “[the] clefts of”

As for thy terribleness, the pride of thy heart hath deceived thee, O thou that dwellest in the clefts of the rock, that holdest the height of the hill: though thou shouldest make thy nest as high as the eagle, I will bring thee down from thence, saith Jehovah.

בְּחַגְוֵ֣י (חַגְוֵ֣י) chag.Vei “[the] clefts of”

The pride of thy heart hath deceived thee, O thou that dwellest in the clefts of the rock, whose habitation is high; that saith in his heart, Who shall bring me down to the ground?

בְחַגְוֵי־ (חַגְוֵי) chag.vei- “clefts of”