H4095–מַדְרֵגָה–mad.re.gah

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.

הַמַּדְרֵגָ֔ה (מַּדְרֵגָ֔ה) mad.re.Gah “steep place”

so that the fishes of the sea, and the birds of the heavens, and the beasts of the field, and all creeping things that creep upon the earth, and all the men that are upon the face of the earth, shall shake at my presence, and the mountains shall be thrown down, and the steep places shall fall, and every wall shall fall to the ground.

הַמַּדְרֵג֔וֹת (מַּדְרֵג֔וֹת) mad.re.Got “steep places”