9He giveth to the beast his food, And to the young ravens which cry.
10He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him, In those that hope in his mercy.
12Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; Praise thy God, O Zion.
13For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; He hath blessed thy children within thee.
14He maketh peace in thy borders, And filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: His word runneth very swiftly.
16He giveth snow like wool: He scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17He casteth forth his ice like morsels: Who can stand before his cold?
18He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Psalms 147
Psalms 147:9-18