Psalms 147:1-12
1 Praise ye the LORD: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; praise is coming.
2 The LORD doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Isreal.
3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He telleth the number of the stars; he called 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; sings 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 the God, O Zion.
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