7Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving;
make melody to our God upon the lyre!
8He covers the heavens with clouds,
he prepares rain for the earth,
he makes grass grow upon the hills.
9He gives to the beasts their food,
and to the young ravens which cry.
10His delight is not in the strength of the horse,
nor his pleasure in the legs of a man;
11but Yahweh takes pleasure in those who fear him,
in those who hope in his steadfast love.
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