Psalm 148:2

Revised Version 1885

Praise ye him, all his angels: 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 the LORD from his place.

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

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