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11 The Lord gives the Word. And the women who tell the good news are many. 12 The kings of armies run. They run away. And she who stays at home divides the riches. 13 When you lie down among the sheep, you are like the wings of a dove covered with silver, and the end of its wings with shining gold.

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11 The Lord announces the word,
    and the women who proclaim it are a mighty throng:(A)
12 “Kings and armies flee(B) in haste;
    the women at home divide the plunder.(C)
13 Even while you sleep among the sheep pens,[a](D)
    the wings of my dove are sheathed with silver,
    its feathers with shining gold.”

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 68:13 Or the campfires; or the saddlebags