H2288–חֲגָוִים–cha.gav

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 thy countenance is comely.'

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

Thy terribleness hath deceived thee, even the pride of thy heart, 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 the

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

The pride of thy heart hath beguiled thee, O thou that dwellest in the clefts of the rock, thy habitation on high; that sayest in thy heart: 'Who shall bring me down to the ground?'

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