Psalm 147:4

Verse 4 of 20. The 147th of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.

1Praise ye the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.

2The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.

3He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

4He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.

5Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.

6The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

7Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:

8Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

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Psalm 147:4 in the World English Bible

He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
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Matthew Henry on Psalm 147:4

The sovereign dominion he has over the lights of heaven, v. 4, 5. The stars are innumerable, many of them being scarcely discernible with the naked eye, and yet he counts them, and knows the exact number of them, for they are all the work of his hands and the instruments of his providence.

Read Matthew Henry on Psalm 147:1–11: A Call to Praise God; Reasons for Praise.

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King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.