Psalms 147:1-14
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¶ Praise ye the LORD: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
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The LORD doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
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He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
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He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
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Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
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The LORD lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
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Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:
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Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
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He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
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He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
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The LORD taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
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¶ Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
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For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
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He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
Bible text: King James Version (1769 Blayney text) · Public domain