Psalms 68:12-17

¹²Kings of armies did flee apace: And she that tarried at home divided the spoil.

¹³Though 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.

¹⁴When the Almighty scattered kings in it, It was white as snow in Salmon.

¹⁵The hill of God is as the hill of Bashan; A high hill as the hill of Bashan.

¹⁶Why leap ye, ye high hills? This is the hill which God desireth to dwell in; Yea, the Lord will dwell in it for ever.

¹⁷The chariots of God are twenty thousand, even thousands of angels: The Lord is among them, as in Sinai, in the holy place.