Psalms 78:64-68
Psalms 78:64
His priests fell by the sword, And His widows could not weep.
Psalms 78:65
Then the Lord awoke as if from sleep, Like a warrior overcome by wine.
Psalms 78:66
He drove His adversaries backward; He put on them an everlasting disgrace.
Psalms 78:67
He also rejected the tent of Joseph, And did not choose the tribe of Ephraim,
Psalms 78:68
But chose the tribe of Judah, Mount Zion, which He loved.