Psalms 68:12-17

¹²Kings of armies fled apace: and she that tarried at home divided the spoil.

¹³Though ye have lain 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 lofty hills? this is the hill which God desireth to dwell in; yes, 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 .