Psalms 147

1 Praise ye the LORD: for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.

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

2 The LORD buildeth up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.

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

3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

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

4 He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.

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

5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.

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

6 The LORD lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

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

7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp to our God:

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

8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

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 He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.

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

10 He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in 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 taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those 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 Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.

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

13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.

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

14 He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.

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

15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.

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

16 He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.

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

17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?

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

18 He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

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

19 He showeth his word to Jacob, his statutes and his judgments to Israel.

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

20 He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD.

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