Psalm 147



<< Psalm 147 >>
American Standard Version
 

9He giveth to the beast his food, And to the young ravens which cry.

10He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: He taketh no pleasure in the legs of a man.

11Jehovah taketh pleasure in them that fear him, In those that hope in his lovingkindness.

12Praise Jehovah, O Jerusalem; Praise thy God, O Zion.

13For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; He hath blessed thy children within thee.

14He maketh peace in thy borders; He filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.

15He sendeth out his commandment upon earth; His word runneth very swiftly.

16He giveth snow like wool; He scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes.

17He casteth forth his ice like morsels: Who can stand before his cold?

18He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

19He showeth his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his ordinances unto Israel.

20He hath not dealt so with any nation; And as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye Jehovah.


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