61And He giveth His strength to captivity, And His beauty into the hand of an adversary,
62And delivereth up to the sword His people, And with His inheritance shewed Himself angry.
63His young men hath fire consumed, And His virgins have not been praised.
64His priests by the sword have fallen, And their widows weep not.
65And the Lord waketh as a sleeper, As a mighty one crying aloud from wine.
66And He smiteth His adversaries backward, A reproach age-during He hath put on them,
67And He kicketh against the tent of Joseph, And on the tribe of Ephraim hath not fixed.
68And He chooseth the tribe of Judah, With mount Zion that He loved,
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Psalms 78
Psalms 78:61-68