Psalms 68:9-13 in English

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

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

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

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

¹³ When ye lie among the sheepfolds, It is as the wings of a dove covered with silver, And her pinions with yellow gold.

⁹ I became strange to my brethren, and a stranger to my mother's children.

¹⁰ For the zeal of thine house has eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹¹ And I bowed down my soul with fasting, and that was made my reproach.

¹² And I put on sackcloth for my covering; and I became a proverb to them.

¹³ They that sit in the gate talked against me, and they that drank wine sang against me.

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

¹⁰ Thy congregation hath dwelt therein: thou, O God, hast prepared of thy goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord gave the word: great was the company of those that published it.

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

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.

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

¹⁰ Thy congregation hath dwelt therein: thou, O God, hast prepared of thy goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord gave the word: great was the company of those that published it.

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

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.

⁹ For the zeal of your house has eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached you are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ And I bowed down my soul with fasting, and that was made my reproach.

¹¹ And I put on sackcloth for my covering; and I became a proverb to them.

¹² They that sit in the gate talked against me, and they that drank wine sang against me.

¹³ But I will cry to you, O Lord, in my prayer; O God, it is a propitious time: in the multitude of your mercy hear me, in the truth of your salvation.

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

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

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

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

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

⁹ You caused plenty of rain to fall on your land*, and so you enabled good crops to grow again on the land that you gave to us Israelis.

¹⁰ Your people built homes there; and because you were good to them, you provided food for those who were poor.

¹¹ The Lord gave a message, and many women took that message to other places.

¹² They proclaimed, “Many kings and their armies are running away from our army!” When our army brought back to their homes the things that they captured, the women who were at home divided up those things among themselves and among their families.

¹³ Even those women who were in the pens taking care of the sheep received some of those things; they got statues of doves whose wings were covered with silver and whose feathers were covered with pure yellow gold.

⁹ For the zeal of your house has eaten me up; and the reproaches of them that reproached you are fallen upon me.

¹⁰ And I bowed down my soul with fasting, and that was made my reproach.

¹¹ And I put on sackcloth for my covering; and I became a proverb to them.

¹² They that sit in the gate talked against me, and they that drank wine sang against me.

¹³ But I will cry to you, O Lord, in my prayer; O God, it is a propitious time: in the multitude of your mercy hear me, in the truth of your salvation.

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

⁹ You, O God, did freely send the rain, giving strength to the weariness of your heritage.

¹⁰ Those whose resting-place was there, even the poor, were comforted by your good things, O God.

¹¹ The Lord gives the word; great is the number of the women who make it public.

¹² Kings of armies quickly go in flight: and the women in the houses make a division of their goods.

¹³ Will you take your rest among the flocks? like the wings of a dove covered with silver, and its feathers with yellow gold.

⁹ Thou, O God, didst pour a plentiful rain upon thine inheritance, and when it was weary thou strengthenedst it.

¹⁰ Thy flock hath dwelt therein: thou hast prepared in thy goodness, for the afflicted, O God!

¹¹ The Lord gives the word: great the host of the publishers.

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

¹³ Though ye have lain among the sheepfolds, ye shall be as wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with green gold.

⁹ I am become a stranger to my brethren, and an alien to the sons of my mother.

¹⁰ For the zeal of thy house hath eaten me up: and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹¹ And I covered my soul in fasting: and it was made a reproach to me.

¹² And I made haircloth my garment: and I became a byword to them.

¹³ They that sat in the gate spoke against me: and they that drank wine made me their song.

⁹ You sent plenty of rain to water the promised land; refreshing it when it was dry.

¹⁰ Your people settled there, and because of your kindness, God, you looked after the poor. Selah.

¹¹ The Lord gives the command, and a great army of women spread the good news.

¹² The kings of the foreign armies are quick to run away, and the women who stayed at home divide the plunder!

¹³ Why are you staying at home? There are ornaments in the shape of a dove with wings of silver and feathers of fine gold to be taken.

⁹ Thou, O God, sendest a gracious raine vpon thine inheritance, and thou didest refresh it when it was wearie.

¹⁰ Thy Congregation dwelled therein: for thou, O God, hast of thy goodnesse prepared it for the poore.

¹¹ The Lord gaue matter to the women to tell of the great armie.

¹² Kings of the armies did flee: they did flee, and she that remained in the house, deuided the spoyle.

¹³ Though ye haue lien among pots, yet shall ye be as the winges of a doue that is couered with siluer, and whose fethers are like yelowe golde.

⁹ (68-10) A bounteous rain didst Thou pour down, O God; when Thine inheritance was weary, Thou didst confirm it.

¹⁰ (68-11) Thy flock settled therein; Thou didst prepare in Thy goodness for the poor, O God.

¹¹ (68-12) The Lord giveth the word; the women that proclaim the tidings are a great host.

¹² (68-13) Kings of armies flee, they flee; and she that tarrieth at home divideth the spoil.

¹³ (68-14) When ye lie among the sheepfolds, the wings of the dove are covered with silver, and her pinions with the shimmer of gold.

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

¹⁰ Thy congregation hath dwelt therein: Thou, O God, hast prepared of thy goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord gave the word: Great was the company of those that published it.

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

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.

⁹ (68:10) Rain of beneficence didst thou pour down, O God, whereby thou didst truly strengthen thy heritage, when it was weary.

¹⁰ (68:11) Thy assembly dwelt therein: thou didst prepare it with thy goodness for the afflicted people. O God,

¹¹ (68:12) The Lord gave happy tidings; they are published by the female messengers, a numerous host.

¹² (68:13) The kings of the armies flee away—flee away: yet she that tarried at home divideth the spoil.

¹³ (68:14) When ye lie still between the folds of your cattle, ye will be like the wings of the dove covered with sliver, and her pinions shining with flaming gold.

⁹ I became strange to my brethren, And a stranger to my mother’s children.

¹⁰ For the zeal of thy house has eaten me up; And the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.

¹¹ And I bowed down my soul with fasting, And that was made my reproach.

¹² And I put on sackcloth for my covering; And I became a proverb to them.

¹³ They that sit in the gate talked against me, And they that drank wine sang against me.

⁹ Thou, O God! didst send a plentiful rain; Thou didst strengthen thy wearied inheritance.

¹⁰ Thy people established themselves in the land; Thou, O God! in thy goodness, didst prepare it for the needy!

¹¹ The Lord gave the song of victory Of the maidens publishing glad tidings to the mighty host.

¹² “The kings with their armies have fled, —have fled! And the matron at home divideth the spoil.

¹³ Truly ye may repose yourselves in the stalls, Like the wings of a dove covered with silver, And her feathers with shining gold.”

⁹ Rain in abundance, God, you did sprinkle, restoring the languishing land of your heritage.

¹⁰ A dwelling therein your people found: in your goodness, O God, you did care for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord spoke the glad tidings of victory, a great army of women proclaim it:

¹² “Kings of armies they flee, they flee, and the housewife divides the spoil:

¹³ dove's wings covered with silver and pinions with shimmer of gold,

⁹ Rain in abundance, God, you did sprinkle, restoring the languishing land of your heritage.

¹⁰ A dwelling therein your people found: in your goodness, O God, you did care for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord spoke the glad tidings of victory, a great army of women proclaim it:

¹² “Kings of armies they flee, they flee, and the housewife divides the spoil:

¹³ dove's wings covered with silver and pinions with shimmer of gold,

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance, when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain; you strengthened your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your people lived in it; You, God, gave from your goodness to the poor.

¹¹ The Lord gave the orders, and those who announced them were a great army.

¹² Kings of armies flee, they flee, and the women waiting at home divide the plunder: doves covered with silver with wings of yellow gold. When some of you people stayed among the sheepfolds, why did you do this?

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

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

¹⁰ Thy congregation hath dwelt therein: thou, O God, hast prepared of thy goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The LORD gave the word: great was the company of those that published it .

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

¹³ Though 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.

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

⁹ You, God, sent a plentiful rain. You confirmed your inheritance when it was weary.

¹⁰ Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.

¹¹ The Lord announced the word. The ones who proclaim it are a great company.

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

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

⁹ God, thou shalt impart willful rain to thine heritage, and it was sick; but thou madest it perfect.

¹⁰ Thy beasts shall dwell therein; God, thou hast made ready in thy sweetness to the poor man.

¹¹ The Lord shall give a word; to them that preach the gospel with much virtue.

¹² The kings of virtues be made loved of the darling; and to the fair-ness of the house to part spoils.

¹³ If ye sleep among the midst of sorts, either heritages, yet ye shall be as the feathers of the culver that be covered of silver; and the hinder things of the back thereof be in the shining of gold.

⁹ God, thou shalt (im)part willful rain to thine heritage, and it was sick; but thou madest it perfect. (God, thou imparted abundant rain upon the land of thy inheritance; it was enfeebled, or dry, but thou madest it perfect.)

¹⁰ Thy beasts shall dwell therein; God, thou hast made ready in thy sweetness to the poor man. (And thy people shall live there; God, in thy goodness, thou hast prepared it for the poor.)

¹¹ The Lord shall give a word; to them that preach the gospel with much virtue. (The Lord gave the word; and many women preached this good news.)

¹² The kings of virtues be made loved of the darling; and to the fairness of the house to part spoils. (The kings and their hosts, or their armies, fled away; and she of the house parted the spoils.)

¹³ If ye sleep among the midst of sorts, either heritages, (yet ye shall be as) the feathers of the culver (that) be (covered) of silver; and the hinder things of the back thereof be in the shining of gold. (Though ye have slept among the pots, yet ye shall be like the wings of the dove that be covered with silver; and the feathers on its back that be covered with shining gold.)

⁹ A shower of free-will gifts thou shakest out, O God. Thine inheritance, when it hath been weary, Thou hast established it.

¹⁰ Thy company have dwelt in it, Thou preparest in Thy goodness for the poor, O God.

¹¹ The Lord doth give the saying, The female proclaimers are a numerous host.

¹² Kings of hosts flee utterly away, And a female inhabitant of the house apportioneth spoil.

¹³ Though ye do lie between two boundaries, Wings of a dove covered with silver, And her pinions with yellow gold.