Psalm 104:1-4
04/03/2021
Praise the Lord, O my soul.
O Lord my God, thou art become exceeding glorious; thou art clothed with majesty and honour.
Thou deckest thyself with light as it were with a garment
and spreadest out the heavens like a curtain.
Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters
and maketh the clouds his chariot, and walketh upon the wings of the wind.
He maketh his angels spirits
and his ministers a flaming fire.
This is from one of the several psalms read at the Easter vigil, to which I'll be going in a few hours. A blessed and joyful Easter to all.
Here endeth the posting of Coverdale psalms.
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