Psalms 147

1 Praise Yahweh, for it is good to sing praises to our God, it is pleasant, and praise is suitable.

Praise ye Yah, For it is good, to make melody to our GOD, —For it is delightful, seemly is praise!

2 Yahweh rebuilds Jerusalem, he gathers together the scattered people of Israel.

Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.

3 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

He is healing the broken in heart, —and binding up their hurts.

4 He counts the stars, he gives names to all of them.

Counting the number of the stars, To all of them—names, he giveth.

5 Great is our Lord and awesome in power, his understanding cannot be measured.

Great is our Lord, and of abounding strength, And, his knowledge, cannot be expressed.

6 Yahweh lifts up the oppressed, he brings the wicked down to the ground.

Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.

7 Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving, sing praises to our God with a harp.

Respond to Yahweh with thanksgiving, Make melody to our God with the lyre.

8 He covers the heavens with clouds and prepares rain for the earth, making the grass to grow on the mountains.

Who covereth the heavens with clouds, preparing rain for the earth, who causeth the mountains to sprout grass:

9 He gives food to the animals and to the young ravens when they cry.

Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.

10 He finds no delight in the strength of a horse, he takes no pleasure in the strong legs of a man.

Not in the strength of the horse, doth he delight, Not in the legs of a man, hath he pleasure:

11 Yahweh takes pleasure in those who honor him, who hope in his covenant faithfulness.

Yahweh, hath pleasure, in them who revere him, in them who wait for his lovingkindness.

12 Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem, praise your God, Zion.

Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion:

13 For he strengthens the bars of your gates, he blesses your children among you.

For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy children in thy midst:

14 He brings prosperity inside your borders, he satisfies you with the finest of wheat.

Who maketh thy boundaries to be peace, With the marrow of wheat, doth he satisfy thee:

15 He sends out his commandment to earth, his command runs very swiftly.

Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!

16 He makes the snow like wool, he scatters the frost like ashes.

Who giveth snow like wool, Hoar-frost—like ashes, he scattereth:

17 He dispenses the hail like crumbs, who can withstand the cold he sends?

Casting forth his ice like crumbs, Before his cold, who can stand?

18 He sends out his command and melts them, he makes the wind to blow and the water to flow.

He sendeth forth his word and melteth them, He causeth his wind to blow, the waters, stream along:

19 He proclaimed his word to Jacob, his statutes and his righteous decrees to Israel.

Declaring his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his regulations, unto Israel.

20 He has not done so with any other nation, and as for his decrees, they do not know them. Praise Yahweh.

He hath not dealt so with any nation, and, his regulations, he maketh not known to them. Praise ye Yah!