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Psalm 147
1 Praise ye
the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our
God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
2 The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth
together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up
their wounds.
4 He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth
them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his
understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the
wicked down to the ground.
7 Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise
upon the harp unto our God:
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth
rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon
the mountains.
9 He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young
ravens which cry.
10 He delighteth not in the strength of the horse:
he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him,
in those that hope in his mercy.
12 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O
Zion.
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates;
he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee
with the finest of the wheat.
15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his
word runneth very swiftly.
16 He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the
hoarfrost like ashes.
17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can
stand before his cold?
18 He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he
causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and
his judgments unto Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for
his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye
the Lord.
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Psalm 147
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