Apply your mind to her rampart, Pass between her palaces, That ye may recount them to an after generation;

Though ye do lie between two boundaries, Wings of a dove covered with silver, And her pinions with yellow gold.

The singers go in front, the players of instruments last;
Between them the maidens playing on tambourines.

{To the chief Musician upon ShoshannimEduth, A Psalm of Asaph.} Give ear, O Shepherd of Israel, thou that leadest Joseph like a flock; thou that dwellest between the cherubims, shine forth.

The LORD reigneth; let the people tremble: he sitteth between the cherubims; let the earth be moved.

Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.

By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.

And he was purposing to put an end to them if Moses, his special servant, had not gone up before him, between him and his people, turning back his wrath, to keep them from destruction.