Psalms 147
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1Praise ye the LORD: for good to sing praises unto our God; for pleasant; praise is comely.
2The LORD doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by names.
5Great our Lord, and of great power: his understanding infinite.
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