Job 24:8

for when Jezebel cut off Yahweh’s prophets, Obadiah took one hundred prophets, and hid them by fifty in a cave, and fed them with bread and water.)

My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountainside, let me see your face. let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.

The hand of Midian prevailed against Israel; and because of Midian the children of Israel made themselves the dens which are in the mountains, the caves, and the strongholds.

He came to a cave there, and camped there; and behold, Yahweh’s word came to him, and he said to him, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

My dove, my perfect one, is unique. She is her mother’s only daughter. She is the favorite one of her who bore her. The daughters saw her, and called her blessed. The queens and the concubines saw her, and they praised her.

David therefore departed from there, and escaped to Adullam’s cave. When his brothers and all his father’s house heard it, they went down there to him.

I opened to my beloved; but my beloved left, and had gone away. My heart went out when he spoke. I looked for him, but I didn’t find him. I called him, but he didn’t answer.

Those who ate delicacies are desolate in the streets. Those who were brought up in purple embrace dunghills.

When the men of Israel saw that they were in trouble (for the people were distressed), then the people hid themselves in caves, in thickets, in rocks, in tombs, and in pits.

The Ziphites came to Saul to Gibeah, saying, “Doesn’t David hide himself in the hill of Hachilah, which is before the desert?”

You daughters of Israel, weep over Saul, who clothed you delicately in scarlet, who put ornaments of gold on your clothing.

Wasn’t it told my lord what I did when Jezebel killed Yahweh’s prophets, how I hid one hundred men of Yahweh’s prophets with fifty to a cave, and fed them with bread and water?

Many waters can’t quench love, neither can floods drown it. If a man would give all the wealth of his house for love, he would be utterly scorned.

“Come down and sit in the dust, virgin daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground without a throne, daughter of the Chaldeans. For you will no longer be called tender and delicate.

The righteous perish, and no one lays it to heart. Merciful men are taken away, and no one considers that the righteous is taken away from the evil.

Now the pit in which Ishmael cast all the dead bodies of the men whom he had killed, by the side of Gedaliah (this was that which Asa the king had made for fear of Baasha king of Israel), Ishmael the son of Nethaniah filled it with those who were killed.

But what did you go out to see? A man clothed in soft clothing? Behold, those who are gorgeously dressed, and live delicately, are in kings’ courts.

He wanted to fill his belly with the husks that the pigs ate, but no one gave him any.

“Now there was a certain rich man, and he was clothed in purple and fine linen, living in luxury every day.

But she who gives herself to pleasure is dead while she lives.

Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, then I will come in to him, and will dine with him, and he with me.

Jacob served seven years for Rachel. They seemed to him but a few days, for the love he had for her.

David saw that Saul had come out to seek his life. David was in the wilderness of Ziph in the wood.

Then the Ziphites came up to Saul to Gibeah, saying, “Doesn’t David hide himself with us in the strongholds in the woods, in the hill of Hachilah, which is on the south of the desert?

See therefore, and take knowledge of all the lurking places where he hides himself, and come again to me with certainty, and I will go with you. It shall happen, if he is in the land, that I will search him out among all the thousands of Judah.”

“Go away from here, turn eastward, and hide yourself by the brook Cherith, that is before the Jordan.

But Rabshakeh said to them, “Has my master sent me to your master and to you, to speak these words? Hasn’t he sent me to the men who sit on the wall, to eat their own dung, and to drink their own urine with you?”

They are gaunt from lack and famine. They gnaw the dry ground, in the gloom of waste and desolation.

For our soul is bowed down to the dust. Our body clings to the earth.

You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?

when I remember you on my bed, and think about you in the night watches.

I am Yahweh, your God, who brought you up out of the land of Egypt. Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it.

They wandered in the wilderness in a desert way. They found no city to live in.

Blessed are those whose ways are blameless, who walk according to Yahweh’s law.

I cry with my voice to Yahweh. With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.

My son, give me your heart; and let your eyes keep in my ways.

She is not afraid of the snow for her household; for all her household are clothed with scarlet.

I have compared you, my love, to a steed in Pharaoh’s chariots.

Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves.

The voice of my beloved! Behold, he comes, leaping on the mountains, skipping on the hills.

My beloved spoke, and said to me, “Rise up, my love, my beautiful one, and come away.

By night on my bed, I sought him whom my soul loves. I sought him, but I didn’t find him.

You are all beautiful, my love. There is no spot in you.

You have ravished my heart, my sister, my bride. You have ravished my heart with one of your eyes, with one chain of your neck.

I was asleep, but my heart was awake. It is the voice of my beloved who knocks: “Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled; for my head is filled with dew, and my hair with the dampness of the night.”

I rose up to open for my beloved. My hands dripped with myrrh, my fingers with liquid myrrh, on the handles of the lock.

His head is like the purest gold. His hair is bushy, black as a raven.

You are beautiful, my love, as Tirzah, lovely as Jerusalem, awesome as an army with banners.

Your mouth is like the best wine, that goes down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those who are asleep.

Men shall go into the caves of the rocks, and into the holes of the earth, from before the terror of Yahweh, and from the glory of his majesty, when he arises to shake the earth mightily.

Let me sing for my well beloved a song of my beloved about his vineyard. My beloved had a vineyard on a very fruitful hill.

Rise up, you women who are at ease! Hear my voice! You careless daughters, give ear to my speech!

I gave my back to those who beat me, and my cheeks to those who plucked off the hair. I didn’t hide my face from shame and spitting.

Just as many were astonished at you— his appearance was marred more than any man, and his form more than the sons of men—

The elders of the daughter of Zion sit on the ground. They keep silence. They have cast up dust on their heads. They have clothed themselves with sackcloth. The virgins of Jerusalem hang down their heads to the ground.

Now as he was speaking with me, I fell into a deep sleep with my face toward the ground; but he touched me, and set me upright.

Yet I heard the voice of his words. When I heard the voice of his words, then I fell into a deep sleep on my face, with my face toward the ground.

The angel who talked with me came again, and wakened me, as a man who is wakened out of his sleep.

that it might be fulfilled which was spoken through Isaiah the prophet, saying, “He took our infirmities, and bore our diseases.”

Now while the bridegroom delayed, they all slumbered and slept.

Early in the morning, while it was still dark, he rose up and went out, and departed into a deserted place, and prayed there.

lest coming suddenly he might find you sleeping.

In these days, he went out to the mountain to pray, and he continued all night in prayer to God.

Now Peter and those who were with him were heavy with sleep, but when they were fully awake, they saw his glory, and the two men who stood with him.

Being in agony he prayed more earnestly. His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down on the ground.

Whenever he brings out his own sheep, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice.

Jesus said to her, “Mary.” She turned and said to him, “Rabboni!” which is to say, “Teacher!”

I have been crucified with Christ, and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me. That life which I now live in the flesh, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself up for me.

Therefore he says, “Awake, you who sleep, and arise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you.”

of whom the world was not worthy—wandering in deserts, mountains, caves, and the holes of the earth.

Nevertheless you have a few names in Sardis that didn’t defile their garments. They will walk with me in white, for they are worthy.

The kings of the earth, the princes, the commanding officers, the rich, the strong, and every slave and free person, hid themselves in the caves and in the rocks of the mountains.

These are those who were not defiled with women, for they are virgins. These are those who follow the Lamb wherever he goes. These were redeemed by Jesus from among men, the first fruits to God and to the Lamb.

For all the nations have drunk of the wine of the wrath of her sexual immorality, the kings of the earth committed sexual immorality with her, and the merchants of the earth grew rich from the abundance of her luxury.”

The young lady was very beautiful to look at, a virgin. No man had known her. She went down to the spring, filled her pitcher, and came up.

He came to the disciples, and found them sleeping, and said to Peter, “What, couldn’t you watch with me for one hour?