Psalms 147:7–9

The psalmist sees God giving rain, grass, and food to the young ravens

7Sing to YHWH with thanksgiving; sing psalms to our Elohim with the lyre,

8who covers the heavens with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes sprout grass on the mountains,

9who gives to the livestock its food, to the young of the raven that cry out.

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5Great is our Lord, and abundant in power; to his understanding there is no number.

6YHWH sustains the humble; he brings down the wicked to the ground.

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10Not in the strength of the horse does he delight, nor in the legs of a man does he take pleasure.

11YHWH takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who await his loyal love.

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Providence