Psalm 148:2

King James Version (Oxford) 1769

Praise ye him, all his angels: Praise ye him, all his hosts.

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Then the spirit took me up, and I heard behind me a voice of a great rushing, saying, Blessed be the glory of the LORD from his place.

When the morning stars sang together, And all the sons of God shouted for joy?

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