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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