Psalms 147

1 Alleluia, [a Psalm] of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise you the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God.

Alleluya. Herie ye the Lord, for the salm is good; heriyng be myrie, and fair to oure God.

2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.

The Lord schal bilde Jerusalem; and schal gadere togidere the scateryngis of Israel.

3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.

Which Lord makith hool men contrit in herte; and byndith togidere the sorewes of hem.

4 He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.

Which noumbrith the multitude of sterris; and clepith names to alle tho.

5 Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.

Oure Lord is greet, and his vertu is greet; and of his wisdom is no noumbre.

6 The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.

The Lord takith vp mylde men; forsothe he makith low synneris `til to the erthe.

7 Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:

Bifore synge ye to the Lord in knoulechyng; seye ye salm to oure God in an harpe.

8 who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who causes grass to spring up on the mountains, [[and green herb for the service of men; ]]

Which hilith heuene with cloudis; and makith redi reyn to the erthe. Which bryngith forth hei in hillis; and eerbe to the seruice of men.

9 and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.

Which yyueth mete to her werk beestis; and to the briddys of crowis clepinge hym.

10 He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.

He schal not haue wille in the strengthe of an hors; nether it schal be wel plesaunt to hym in the leggis of a man.

11 The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.

It is wel plesaunt to the Lord on men that dreden hym; and in hem that hopen on his mercy.

12 Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Sion.

Jerusalem, herie thou the Lord; Syon, herie thou thi God.

13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates; he has blessed your children within you.

For he hath coumfortid the lockis of thi yatis; he hath blessid thi sones in thee.

14 He makes your borders peaceful, and fills you with the flour of wheat.

Which hath set thi coostis pees; and fillith thee with the fatnesse of wheete.

15 He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.

Which sendith out his speche to the erthe; his word renneth swiftli.

16 He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.

Which yyueth snow as wolle; spredith abrood a cloude as aische.

17 Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?

He sendith his cristal as mussels; who schal suffre bifore the face of his cooldnesse?

18 He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.

He schal sende out his word, and schal melte tho; his spirit schal blowe, and watris schulen flowe.

19 He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.

Which tellith his word to Jacob; and hise riytfulnessis and domes to Israel.

20 He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shown them his judgments.

He dide not so to ech nacioun; and he schewide not hise domes to hem.