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Psalm 147. Laudate Dominum.
PRAISE the LORD, for it is a good thing to sing praises unto
our God; * yea, a joyful and pleasant thing it is to be thankful.
2 The LORD doth build up Jerusalem, * and gather together the
outcasts of Israel.
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart, * and giveth medicine
to heal their sickness.
4 He telleth the number of the stars, * and calleth them all
by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power; * yea, and his wisdom
is infinite.
6 The LORD setteth up the meek, * and bringeth the ungodly down
to the ground.
7 O sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; * sing praises upon
the harp unto our God:
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for
the earth; * and maketh the grass to grow upon the mountains,
and herb for the use of men;
9 Who giveth fodder unto the cattle, * and feedeth the young
ravens that call upon him.
10 He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse; * neither
delighteth he in any man's legs.
11 But the LORD'S delight is in them that fear him, * and put
their trust in his mercy. ~
12 Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; * praise thy God, O Sion.
13 For he hath made fast the bars of thy gates, * and hath blessed
thy children within thee.
14 He maketh peace in thy borders, * and filleth thee with the
flour of wheat.
15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth, * and his word
runneth very swiftly.
16 He giveth snow like wool, * and scattereth the hoarfrost like
ashes.
17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: * who is able to abide
his frost?
18 He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: * he bloweth with
his wind, and the waters flow.
19 He showeth his word unto Jacob, * his statutes and ordinances
unto Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation; * neither have the heathen
knowledge of his laws.
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