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Psalms 68:12
“Kings of armies flee! They flee!” She who waits at home divides the plunder,

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Psalms 68:12
“Kings of armies flee! They flee!” She who waits at home divides the plunder,

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Psalms 68:13
while you sleep among the camp fires, the wings of a dove sheathed with silver, her feathers with shining gold.

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Psalms 68:14
When the Almighty scattered kings in her, it snowed on Zalmon.


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