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|Salmos 147:1| Halleluyah: for it is good to sing praises unto our Elohim; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.

|Salmos 147:2| Yahweh doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.

|Salmos 147:3| He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

|Salmos 147:4| He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.

|Salmos 147:5| Great is our Sovereign, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.

|Salmos 147:6| Yahweh lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

|Salmos 147:7| Sing unto Yahweh with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our Elohim:

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

|Salmos 147:9| He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.

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|Salmos 147:10| He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.