Psalm 148:2

A Conservative Version

Praise ye him, all his [heavenly] agents. Praise ye him, all his host.

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Then the Spirit lifted me up, and I heard behind me the voice of a great rushing, [saying], Blessed be the glory of LORD from his place.

when the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy?

And the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them.