13 Though ye have lien among the pots, yet shall ye be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.

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13 Even while you sleep among the sheep pens,[a](A)
    the wings of my dove are sheathed with silver,
    its feathers with shining gold.”

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 68:13 Or the campfires; or the saddlebags