Psalms 147:8-14

⁸Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:

⁹Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.

¹⁰He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.

¹¹But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.

¹²Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.

¹³For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.

¹⁴He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.