Even while you sleep among the campfires, the wings of my dove are sheathed with silver, its feathers with shining gold. When the almighty scattered the kings in the land, it was like snow fallen on Zalmon. The mountains of Bashan are majestic mountains; rugged are the mountains of Bashan. Why gaze in envy, O rugged mountains, at the mountain where God chooses to reign, where the Lord himself will dwell forever?
– Psalms 68:13-16 NIV
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