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Psalm 68:13 - Tree of Life Version

13 “Kings of armies, flee, flee!” She who stays at home divides the spoil.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

13 Though you [the slackers] may lie among the sheepfolds [in slothful ease, yet for Israel] the wings of a dove are covered with silver, its pinions excessively green with gold [are trophies taken from the enemy].

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American Standard Version (1901)

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

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Common English Bible

13 Even if you lie down among the sheepfolds, there are wings of a dove covered with silver; its pinions covered in precious gold.”

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Catholic Public Domain Version

13 Those who sat at the gate spoke against me, and those who drank wine made me their song.

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Psalm 68:13
22 Tagairtí Cros  

Issachar is a strong-boned donkey, lying down between two saddlebags.


So the people went out and ransacked the camp of the Arameans. Then a measure of fine flour was sold for a shekel, and two measures of barley for a shekel—just as was the word of Adonai.


Then He brought them out with silver and gold, and no one among His tribes faltered.


For Adonai takes pleasure in His people. He crowns the humble with salvation.


Do not deliver Your turtledove’s soul to the wild beast. Do not forget the life of Your afflicted ones forever.


He set it up as a testimony in Joseph, when He went throughout the land of Egypt, I heard a language I did not understand.


and made their lives bitter with hard labor with mortar and brick, doing all sorts of work in the fields. In all their labors they worked them with cruelty.


Your cords hang slack, not holding the mast in place firmly, nor spreading out the sail. Then abundant spoil will be divided— even the lame will carry off plunder.


You are to divide the spoil between those fighting in the war, taking part in the battle, and the rest of the community.


And he was longing to fill up on the carob pods the pigs were eating, but no one was giving him any.


“But the father said to his slaves, ‘Quick! Bring out the best robe and put it on him! Put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet.


You know that when you were pagans, you were enticed by idols that cannot speak, and you got led astray.


For we also once were foolish, disobedient, deluded, enslaved to various desires and pleasures, spending our lives in malice and envy, hateful and hating one another.


Now these five kings fled and hid themselves in the cave at Makkedah.


Why did you stay in the sheepfolds— to hear the piping for the flocks? Among the clans of Reuben there was much searching of heart.


The kings came, they fought, then the kings of Canaan fought, at Taanach, by the waters of Megiddo, but they took no spoil of silver.


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