Psalms 68:13
When you lie down among the sheepfolds, the wings of the dove are covered with silver and with glittering gold.
When you lie down among the sheepfolds, the wings of the dove are covered with silver and with glittering gold.
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8Who are these who float along like a cloud, who fly like doves to their shelters?
12Kings leading armies run away– they run away! The lovely lady of the house divides up the loot.
28Leave your towns, you inhabitants of Moab. Go and live in the cliffs. Be like a dove that makes its nest high on the sides of a ravine.
14When the Sovereign One scatters kings, let it snow on Zalmon!
6I say,“I wish I had wings like a dove! I would fly away and settle in a safe place!
4He will shelter you with his wings; you will find safety under his wings. His faithfulness is like a shield or a protective wall.
7For you are my deliverer; under your wings I rejoice.
13“The wings of the ostrich flap with joy, but are they the pinions and plumage of a stork?
14For she leaves her eggs on the ground, and lets them be warmed on the soil.
14Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O Lord, I am oppressed; help me!
24and throw your gold in the dust– your gold of Ophir among the rocks in the ravines–
4Even if you were to soar high like an eagle, even if you were to make your nest among the stars, I can bring you down even from there!” says the LORD.
3Even the birds find a home there, and the swallow builds a nest, where she can protect her young near your altars, O LORD of Heaven’s Armies, my king and my God.
11They will return in fear and trembling like birds from Egypt, like doves from Assyria, and I will settle them in their homes,” declares the LORD.
15Owls will make nests and lay eggs there; they will hatch them and protect them. Yes, hawks will gather there, each with its mate.
26“Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars, and spreads its wings toward the south?
27Is it at your command that the eagle soars, and builds its nest on high?
28It lives on a rock and spends the night there, on a rocky crag and a fortress.
11Like an eagle that stirs up its nest, that hovers over its young, so the LORD spread out his wings and took him, he lifted him up on his pinions.
14My hand discovered the wealth of the nations, as if it were in a nest, as one gathers up abandoned eggs, I gathered up the whole earth. There was no wing flapping, or open mouth chirping.”
12His eyes are like doves by streams of water, washed in milk, mounted like jewels.
40when they crouch in their dens, when they wait in ambush in the thicket?
13You were adorned with gold and silver, while your clothing was of fine linen, silk, and embroidery. You ate the finest flour, honey, and olive oil. You became extremely beautiful and attained the position of royalty.
16The terror you inspire in others and the arrogance of your heart have deceived you. You may make your home in the clefts of the rocks; you may occupy the highest places in the hills. But even if you made your home where the eagles nest, I would bring you down from there,” says the LORD.
16Their survivors will escape to the mountains and become like doves of the valleys; all of them will moan– each one for his iniquity.
18Concluding Dirge Your shepherds are sleeping, O king of Assyria! Your officers are slumbering! Your people are scattered like sheep on the mountains and there is no one to regather them!
30Sound your battle cry against the wild beast of the reeds, and the nations that assemble like a herd of calves led by bulls! They humble themselves and offer gold and silver as tribute. God scatters the nations that like to do battle.
14The Dove in the Clefts of En GediThe Lover to His Beloved: O my dove, in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountain crags, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.
15Mutual Praise and AdmirationThe Lover to His Beloved: Oh, how beautiful you are, my beloved! Oh, how beautiful you are! Your eyes are like doves!
4I will be a permanent guest in your home; I will find shelter in the protection of your wings.(Selah)
7How precious is your loyal love, O God! The human race finds shelter under your wings.
19Yet you have battered us, leaving us a heap of ruins overrun by wild dogs; you have covered us with darkness.
16If he piles up silver like dust and stores up clothing like mounds of clay,
9The people I call my own attack me like birds of prey or like hyenas. But other birds of prey are all around them. Let all the nations gather together like wild beasts. Let them come and destroy these people I call my own.
17Look, the LORD will throw you far away, you mere man! He will wrap you up tightly.
17And life will be brighter than the noonday; though there be darkness, it will be like the morning.
18And you will be secure, because there is hope; you will be protected and will take your rest in safety.
4You shine brightly and reveal your majesty, as you descend from the hills where you killed your prey.
22You will desecrate your silver-plated idols and your gold-plated images. You will throw them away as if they were a menstrual rag, saying to them,“Get out!”
34And you will be like one who lies down in the midst of the sea, and like one who lies down on the top of the rigging.
1The Wedding Night: Praise of the Bride The Lover to His Beloved: Oh, you are beautiful, my darling! Oh, you are beautiful! Your eyes behind your veil are like doves. Your hair is like a flock of female goats descending from Mount Gilead.
2At the fords of the Arnon the Moabite women are like a bird that flies about when forced from its nest.
6If you happen to notice a bird’s nest along the road, whether in a tree or on the ground, and there are chicks or eggs with the mother bird sitting on them, you must not take the mother from the young.
2ב(Bet) The precious sons of Zion were worth their weight in gold– Alas!– but now they are treated like broken clay pots, made by a potter.
1For the music director; by David. In the LORD I have taken shelter. How can you say to me,“Flee to a mountain like a bird!
15or with princes who possessed gold, who filled their palaces with silver.
9Before the kindling is even placed under your pots, he will sweep it away along with both the raw and cooked meat.
40For the LORD says,“Look! Like an eagle with outspread wings a nation will swoop down on Moab.
20You hide them with you, where they are safe from the attacks of men; you conceal them in a shelter, where they are safe from slanderous attacks.
8Protect me as you would protect the pupil of your eye! Hide me in the shadow of your wings!