NET

14 The Lover to His Beloved: O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountain crags, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

Darby

Like Spring Their Love is Blooming and Needs to be Protected

14 My dove, in the clefts of the rock, In the covert of the precipice, Let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; For sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

KJV

Like Spring Their Love is Blooming and Needs to be Protected

14 O my dove, [that art] in the clefts of the rock, in the secret [places] of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet [is] thy voice, and thy countenance [is] comely.

Strong's

14 O my dove^H3123, that art] art in the clefts^H2288 of the rock^H5553, in the secret^H5643 places of the stairs^H4095, let me see^H7200 thy countenance^H4758, let me hear^H8085 thy voice^H6963; for sweet^H6156 is thy voice^H6963, and thy countenance^H4758 is comely^H5000.