PSALMS 68:1-13

¹For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David, a Song. Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered; let them also that hate him flee before him.

²As smoke is driven away, so drive them away: as wax melteth before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

³But let the righteous be glad; let them exult before God: yea, let them rejoice with gladness.

⁴Sing unto God, sing praises to his name: cast up a highway for him that rideth through the deserts; his name is JAH; and exult ye before him.

⁵A father of the fatherless, and a judge of the widows, is God in his holy habitation.

⁶God setteth the solitary in families: he bringeth out the prisoners into prosperity: but the rebellious dwell in a parched land.

⁷O God, when thou wentest forth before thy people, when thou didst march through the wilderness; Selah

⁸The earth trembled, the heavens also dropped at the presence of God: even yon Sinai trembled at the presence of God, the God of Israel.

⁹Thou, O God, didst send a plentiful rain, thou didst confirm thine inheritance, when it was weary.

¹⁰Thy congregation dwelt therein: thou, O God, didst prepare of thy goodness for the poor.

¹¹The Lord giveth the word: the women that publish the tidings are a great host.

¹²Kings of armies flee, they flee: and she that tarrieth at home divideth the spoil.

¹³Will ye lie among the sheepfolds, as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her pinions with yellow gold?