11 The Lord gives the command; The women who proclaim the good tidings are a great host:
12 "Kings of armies flee, they flee, And she who remains at home will divide the spoil!"
13 When you lie down among the sheepfolds, You are like the wings of a dove covered with silver, And its pinions with glistening gold.
14 When the Almighty scattered the kings there, It was snowing in Zalmon.
15 A mountain of God is the mountain of Bashan; A mountain of many peaks is the mountain of Bashan.
16 Why do you look with envy, O mountains with many peaks, At the mountain which God has desired for His abode? Surely the Lord will dwell there forever.
17 The chariots of God are myriads, thousands upon thousands; The Lord is among them as at Sinai, in holiness.