King James Version with Apocrypha
"He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat."
— Psalms 147:14, King James Version with Apocrypha
“He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.”
“He maketh peace in thy borders; He filleth thee with the finest of the wheat. ”
“He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.”
“He brings peace to your territory. He abundantly provides for you the best grain.”
“He gives peace in all your land, making your stores full of fat grain.”
The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?