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Psalms - Chapter: 147


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


147:1	Praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing vnto our God: for it is a pleasant thing, and praise is comely.
147:2	The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
147:3	He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
147:4	He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names.
147:5	Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
147:6	The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
147:7	Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
147:8	Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
147:9	Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
147:10	He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
147:11	But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
147:12	Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
147:13	For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
147:14	He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
147:15	He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
147:16	He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
147:17	He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
147:18	He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
147:19	He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
147:20	He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.


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