Psalms
Psalm 147 ©
1The Prophet exhorteth to praise God for the restoration of his afflicted church; 4for his infinite power and wisdom; 6for his different treatment of the meek, and of the wicked: 7for his providence over his creatures; 12for his blessings upon his church; 15for his power over the elements; 19and for the ordinances given to Israel.
The bLORD doth build up Jerusalem: che gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
Who jcovereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
For ohe hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; phe hath blessed thy children within thee.
4He maketh peace in thy borders, and qfilleth thee with the 5finest of the wheat.
He tcasteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?