Psalms 147:14
King James VersionSource notes
“He maketh peace thy borders, filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.”
Context
11The LORD taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
12Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
13For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14He maketh peace thy borders, filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15He sendeth forth his commandment earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoar frost like ashes.
17He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?