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13 
When you lie down [to rest] among the [a]sheepfolds,
You [Israel] are like the wings of a dove [of victory] overlaid with silver,
Its feathers glistening with gold [trophies taken from the enemy].

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  1. Psalm 68:13 Or cooking stones or saddlebags.

13 Even while you sleep among the sheep pens,[a](A)
    the wings of my dove are sheathed with silver,
    its feathers with shining gold.”

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