“ You are like a dove in an opening in the rocks. You are like a dove in a hiding place on a mountainside. Show me your face. Let me hear your voice. Your voice is so sweet. Your face is so lovely.
He waited seven more days. Then he sent out the dove again from the ark.In the evening the dove returned to him. There in its beak was a freshly picked olive leaf! So Noah knew that the water on the earth had gone down.He waited seven more days. Then he sent out the dove again. But this time it didn’t return to him.
Look! The winter is past. The rains are over and gone.Flowers are appearing on the earth. The season for singing has come. The cooing of doves is heard in our land.