Psalm 68:1American Standard Version 2015{\b For the Chief Musician; A Psalm of David, a Song.}\par\par\tab Let God arise, let his enemies be scattered;\par\tab Let them also that hate him flee before him. See the chapter |
Then was the iron, the clay, the brass, the silver, and the gold, broken in pieces together, and became like the chaff of the summer threshing-floors; and the wind carried them away, so that no place was found for them: and the stone that smote the image became a great mountain, and filled the whole earth.\par