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Psalm 147:14 - Revised Standard Version

14 He makes peace in your borders; he fills you with the finest of the wheat.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

14 He maketh peace in thy borders, And filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

14 He makes peace in your borders; He fills you with the finest of the wheat.

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American Standard Version (1901)

14 He maketh peace in thy borders; He filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.

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Common English Bible

14 God establishes your borders peacefully. God fills you full with the very best wheat.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

14 Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn.

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Psalm 147:14
15 Tagairtí Cros  

Behold, a son shall be born to you; he shall be a man of peace. I will give him peace from all his enemies round about; for his name shall be Solomon, and I will give peace and quiet to Israel in his days.


Pray for the peace of Jerusalem! “May they prosper who love you!


The Lord swore to David a sure oath from which he will not turn back: “One of the sons of your body I will set on your throne.


I will abundantly bless her provisions; I will satisfy her poor with bread.


May the Lord give strength to his people! May the Lord bless his people with peace!


I would feed you with the finest of the wheat, and with honey from the rock I would satisfy you.”


For thus says the Lord: “Behold, I will extend prosperity to her like a river, and the wealth of the nations like an overflowing stream; and you shall suck, you shall be carried upon her hip, and dandled upon her knees.


Thus you were decked with gold and silver; and your raiment was of fine linen, and silk, and embroidered cloth; you ate fine flour and honey and oil. You grew exceedingly beautiful, and came to regal estate.


Judah and the land of Israel traded with you; they exchanged for your merchandise wheat, olives and early figs, honey, oil, and balm.


And I will give peace in the land, and you shall lie down, and none shall make you afraid; and I will remove evil beasts from the land, and the sword shall not go through your land.


Then I will encamp at my house as a guard, so that none shall march to and fro; no oppressor shall again overrun them, for now I see with my own eyes.


Curds from the herd, and milk from the flock, with fat of lambs and rams, herds of Bashan and goats, with the finest of the wheat— and of the blood of the grape you drank wine.


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