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 Spiritual Poetry posted November 27, 2014


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Paraphrased Psalm 147

Praise Him

by patcelaw

Praise Him

Lord, I will sing praises to you
For it is good and pleasant
My praises to You are beautiful.

When I praise Him He
Will heal my broken heart
And bind up my wounds.

He has counted the stars
He has even given them
Their own names.

Great is our Lord
And He has great power
His understanding is limitless.

The Lord lifts up the meek
And casts to the ground
The wicked.

Sing unto the Lord
With thanksgiving
Praise Him with the harp.

He put the clouds in the sky
To bring rain to the earth
And grass to grow on the mountains.

-Patricia Lawrence
Psalm 147:1, 3-8


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