📖 Psalms 147
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Prayse ye the Lorde, for it is a good thyng: sing psalmes vnto our Lorde, for it is a pleasaunt thing, his praise is to be desired.
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God buildeth vp Hierusalem: he wyll gather together the Israelites that were banished.
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He healeth those that are broken in heart: he wrappeth vp their sorowes.
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He counteth the number of the starres: he geueth vnto them all names.
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Great is our Lorde, and great is his power: his vnderstandyng is infinite.
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God setteth vp the meeke: he bringeth the vngodly downe to the grounde.
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Syng ye vnto God with a confession: syng psalmes vpon the Harpe vnto our Lorde.
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Who couereth the heauen with cloudes: who prepareth rayne for the earth, who maketh grasse to growe vppon the mountaynes.
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He geueth vnto cattell their foode: euen vnto Rauens which call for it.
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He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse: he delighteth not in the legges of a man.
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God delyghteth in them that feare him: and in them that put their trust in his mercie.
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Prayse God O Hierusalem: prayse thy Lorde O Sion.
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For he maketh fast the barres of thy gates: he blesseth thy children within thee.
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He maketh peace in thy borders: he fylleth thee with good corne.
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He sendeth foorth his commaundement vpon the earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
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He geueth snowe so whyte as wooll: he scattereth the hoare frost like asshes.
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He casteth foorth his yse lyke fragmentes: who is able to abide his frost?
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He sendeth foorth his worde and melteth them: he bloweth with his winde, and the waters flowe.
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He declareth his worde vnto Iacob: his statutes & ordinaunces vnto Israel.
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He hath not dealt so with euery nation: neither haue they the knowledge of his iudgementes. Prayse ye the Lorde.