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147:1	It is wel plesaunt to the Lord on men that dreden hym; and in hem that hopen on his mercy.
147:2	Jerusalem, herie thou the Lord; Syon, herie thou thi God.
147:3	For he hath coumfortid the lockis of thi yatis; he hath blessid thi sones in thee.
147:4	Which hath set thi coostis pees; and fillith thee with the fatnesse of wheete.
147:5	Which sendith out his speche to the erthe; his word renneth swiftli.
147:6	Which yyueth snow as wolle; spredith abrood a cloude as aische.
147:7	He sendith his cristal as mussels; who schal suffre bifore the face of his cooldnesse?
147:8	He schal sende out his word, and schal melte tho; his spirit schal blowe, and watris schulen flowe.
147:9	Which tellith his word to Jacob; and hise riytfulnessis and domes to Israel.
147:10	He dide not so to ech nacioun; and he schewide not hise domes to hem.
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147:1	Praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing vnto our God: for it is a pleasant thing, and praise is comely.
147:2	The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
147:3	He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
147:4	He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names.
147:5	Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
147:6	The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
147:7	Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
147:8	Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
147:9	Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
147:10	He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
147:11	But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
147:12	Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
147:13	For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
147:14	He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
147:15	He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
147:16	He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
147:17	He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
147:18	He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
147:19	He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
147:20	He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.


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