Psalms 147:7-11

7Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; make melody to our God on the lyre!

8He covers the heavens with clouds; he prepares rain for the earth; he makes grass grow on the hills.

9He gives to the beasts their food, and to the young ravens that cry.

10His delight is not in the strength of the horse, nor his pleasure in the legs of a man,

11but the Lord takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his steadfast love.