9 He gives the beast his food, he feedsthe ravens young that cry.
10 His pleasure not in horses' strength,nor in man's legs, doth lie.
11 But in all those that do him fearthe Lord doth pleasure take;In those that to his mercy doby hope themselves betake.
12 The Lord praise, O Jerusalem;Sion, thy God confess:
13 For thy gates' bars he maketh strong;thy sons in thee doth bless.
14 He in thy borders maketh peace;with fine wheat filleth thee.
15 He sends forth his command on earth,his word runs speedily.