Psalms 147:8
Who couereth the heauen with cloudes: who prepareth rayne for the earth, who maketh grasse to growe vppon the mountaynes.
Who couereth the heauen with cloudes: who prepareth rayne for the earth, who maketh grasse to growe vppon the mountaynes.
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12The foules of the ayre haue their habitation nigh vnto them: singing out of the midst of the bowes of trees.
13He watereth the hilles from aboue: the earth is replenished with the fruite of thy workes.
14He causeth grasse to growe for cattell: and hearbes for the vse of man.
10He geueth rayne vpon the earth, and powreth water vpon the streetes,
7He causeth cloudes to ascende from the lowest part of the earth: he maketh it to lighten when it rayneth, he bringeth wyndes out of his treasure houses.
26To cause it to rayne on the earth where no man is, and in the wildernesse where none inhabiteth?
27To satisfie the desolate and waste grounde, and to cause the budde of the hearbe to spring foorth.
28Who is the father of the rayne? or who hath begotten the droppes of the deawe?
9He geueth vnto cattell their foode: euen vnto Rauens which call for it.
6He commaundeth the snow, and it falleth vpon earth: he geueth the rayne a charge, and the showres haue their strength and fall downe.
27Sometime he restrayneth the rayne, and againe he sendeth rayne by his cloudes:
28Which rayne the cloudes do droppe, and let fall aboundantly vpon men.
29Who can consider the spreadinges out of his cloudes, the coueringes of his tabernacle?
8Fire and hayle, snowe and vapours: stormie wynde fulfyllyng his worde.
9Mountaynes and all hylles: fruitfull trees and all Cedars.
10Beastes and all cattell: wormes and fethered foules.
2Who is decked with light as it were with a garment: spreadyng out the heauens like a curtayne.
3Who seeleth his vpper chaumbers with waters: and maketh the cloudes his charriot, and walketh vpon the wynges of the wynde.
7Syng ye vnto God with a confession: syng psalmes vpon the Harpe vnto our Lorde.
1Pray the Lorde then betimes to geue the latter rayne, so shall the Lorde make bright cloudes, and geue you rayne inough, and to euery one grasse in the fielde.
9Thou visitest the earth, and thou makest it ouerflowne, thou enrichest it greatly: the riuer of God is full of water, thou preparest their corne, for so thou ordaynest it.
10Thou waterest her forowes, thou breakest downe her hillockes: thou makest it soft with the drops of rayne, and blessest the increase of it.
6He wyll come downe lyke the rayne into a fleece of wooll: euen as the droppes that water the earth.
15Yea euen the Lorde of hoastes that with his power made the earth, with his wisdome prepared the round world, and with his discretion spread out the heauens.
16Assoone as he letteth his voyce be hearde, the waters in the ayre waxe fierce: he draweth vp the cloudes from the endes of the earth, he turneth the lightnynges to rayne, he bryngeth the wyndes out of their secrete places.
22Are there any among the gods of the gentiles that sende rayne, or geue the showres from heauen? Art not thou thy selfe our Lorde God? we wyll trust in thee, for thou doest all these thynges.
10And lyke as the rayne and snowe commeth downe from heauen, and returneth not thyther agayne, but watereth the earth, maketh it fruitfull and greene, that it may geue corne vnto the sower, and bread to hym that eateth:
7For the earth which drynketh in the rayne that commeth oft vppon it, and bringeth foorth hearbes meete for them by whom also it is dressed, receaueth blessyng of God:
11He maketh the cloudes to labour in geuing moystnesse, and againe with his light he dryueth away the cloude.
13For lo, he that fourmeth the mountaynes, and createth the winde, and declareth vnto man what is his thought, whiche maketh the morning darkenesse, and walketh vpon the hie places of the earth, the Lorde God of hoastes is his name.
8The hilles mount aloft: and the valleys settle downe beneath vnto the place where thou hast layde a foundation for them.
8He byndeth the water in his cloudes, & the cloude is not broken vnder them.
9He holdeth backe the face of his throne, and spreadeth his cloude before it.
6He buyldeth his spheres in the heauen, & hath layde the foundation of his globe of elementes on the earth: he calleth the waters of the sea, and poureth them out vpon the open earth, the Lorde is his name.
8the foules of the ayre, and the fishe of the sea, and whatsoeuer swymmeth in the seas.
34Moreouer, canst thou lift vp thy voyce to the cloudes, that they may powre downe a great rayne vpon thee?
10Who also causeth the springes which runne betweene the hilles: to flowe into the riuers.
32He beholdeth the earth, & it trembleth: he toucheth the hilles, and they smoke.
13At his voyce the waters gathered together in the ayre, he draweth vp the cloudes from the vttermost partes of the earth, he turneth lightning to raine, and bringeth foorth the windes out of their treasures.
6Who executeth iudgement for those that are oppressed with wrong: who geueth foode to the hungry.
8But seeke their pasture about the mountaines, and folowe the greene grasse.
22It is he that sitteth vpon the circle of the world, whose inhabiters are in comparison of him but as grashoppers: he spreadeth out the heauens as a couering, he stretcheth them out as a tent to dwell in.
32With the cloudes he hydeth the light, and at his commaundement it breaketh out:
12They drop vpon the dwellinges of the wyldernesse: and hilles be compassed with ioy.
18He sendeth foorth his worde and melteth them: he bloweth with his winde, and the waters flowe.
9Thou O Lorde dydst cause rayne to fall at thy gratious pleasure: and when thine inheritaunce was weery, thou dydst hearten it.
23Then shall God geue rayne vnto thy seede, that thou shalt sowe the grounde withall, and bread of the increase of the earth, whiche shalbe fat and very plenteous: in that day also shall thy cattell be fed in large pastures.
8He hym selfe alone spreadeth out the heauens, and goeth vpon the waues of the sea.
1To the chiefe musition vpon Gittith, a psalme of Dauid. O God our Lorde, howe excellent is thy name in all the earth? for that thou hast set thy glory aboue the heauens.
15And I will sende grasse in thy fieldes for thy cattel, that thou mayest eate and fyll thy selfe.