Psalms 147:12-15

¹²Jerusalem, praise thou the Lord; Zion, praise thou thy God.

¹³For he hath comforted the locks of thy gates; he hath blessed thy sons in thee. (For he hath strengthened the locks of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within them.)

¹⁴Which hath set thy coasts peace; and filleth thee with the fatness of wheat. (He who hath put thy land at peace; and filleth thee with the finest wheat.)

¹⁵Which sendeth out his speech to the earth; his word runneth swiftly. (Who sendeth out his word, or his command, to the earth; yea, his word runneth swiftly about.)