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12     “The kings of the armies, they flee, they flee!”
The women at home divide the spoil,
13     though they stay among the sheepfolds—
the wings of a dove covered with silver,
    its pinions with green gold.
14 When the Almighty scattered kings there,
    snow fell on Zalmon.

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12 “Kings and armies flee(A) in haste;
    the women at home divide the plunder.(B)
13 Even while you sleep among the sheep pens,[a](C)
    the wings of my dove are sheathed with silver,
    its feathers with shining gold.”
14 When the Almighty[b] scattered(D) the kings in the land,
    it was like snow fallen on Mount Zalmon.(E)

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 68:13 Or the campfires; or the saddlebags
  2. Psalm 68:14 Hebrew Shaddai