Psalms 74:19

¹⁴My dove in the clefts of the rock, in the hiding places of the mountainside, let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet and your face is lovely.

⁵Listen, my beloved brothers. Didn’t God choose those who are poor in this world to be rich in faith and heirs of the Kingdom which he promised to those who love him? ⁶But you have dishonored the poor man. Don’t the rich oppress you and personally drag you before the courts?

¹⁸For the needy shall not always be forgotten, nor the hope of the poor perish forever.

¹⁶“Behold, I send you out as sheep among wolves. Therefore be wise as serpents and harmless as doves.

²He will judge your people with righteousness, and your poor with justice.

¹³while you sleep among the camp fires, the wings of a dove sheathed with silver, her feathers with shining gold.

¹Behold, you are beautiful, my love. Behold, you are beautiful. Your eyes are like doves behind your veil. Your hair is as a flock of goats, that descend from Mount Gilead.

⁸“Who are these who fly as a cloud, and as the doves to their windows?

¹²But I will leave among you an afflicted and poor people, and they will take refuge in the LORD’s name.

¹⁰Your congregation lived therein. You, God, prepared your goodness for the poor.