Psalm 148:2

Young's Literal Translation 1898

Praise ye Him, all His messengers, Praise ye Him, all His hosts.

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And the heavens and the earth are completed, and all their host;

In the singing together of stars of morning, And all sons of God shout for joy,

And lift me up doth a spirit, and I hear behind me a noise, a great rushing--`Blessed is the honour of Jehovah from His place!' --