11 In it shall thy animals dwell; in thy sweetness, O God, thou hast provided for the poor.
12 The Lord shall give the word to them that preach good tidings with great power.
13 The king of powers is of the beloved, of the beloved; and the beauty of the house shall divide spoils.
14 If you sleep among the midst of lots, you shall be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and the hinder parts of her back with the paleness of gold.
15 When he that is in heaven appointeth kings over her, they shall be whited with snow in Selmon.
16 The mountain of God is a fat mountain. A curdled mountain, a fat mountain.
17 Why suspect, ye curdled mountains? A mountain in which God is well pleased to dwell: for there the Lord shall dwell unto the end.