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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 (147:1)

The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel (147:2) com1

He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds (147:3)

He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names (147:4)

Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite (147:5)

The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground (147:6)

Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God (147:7)

Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains (147:8)

He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry (147:9)

He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man (147:10)

The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy (147:11)

Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion (147:12)

For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee (147:13)

He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat (147:14)

He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly (147:15)

He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes (147:16)

He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold (147:17)

He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow (147:18)

He showeth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel (147:19)

He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the Lord (147:20)

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