Psalmi 147
1 Teiciet To Kungu, jo ir labi, mūsu Dievu slavēt; šī teikšana ir mīlīga un pieklājās.
Hallelujah. It is good to sing praise to our God, for praise is sweet and seemly.
2 Tas Kungs uztaisa Jeruzālemi, Viņš sapulcina Israēla ļaudis, kas bija izdzīti.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem, the outcasts of Israel he gathers.
3 Viņš dziedina tos, kam satriektas sirdis, un remdē viņu sāpes.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 Viņš skaita zvaigžņu pulku, Viņš sauc tās visas pa vārdam.
He counts the numberless stars, he gives names to them all.
5 Mūsu Kungs ir liels un varens spēkā, Viņa gudrība ir neizmērojama.
Great is our Lord, rich in power, and measureless is his wisdom.
6 Tas Kungs paceļ bēdīgos un pazemo bezdievīgos līdz zemei.
The Lord lifts up the down-trodden, the wicked he brings to the ground.
7 Pateiciet Tam Kungam ar slavas dziesmām, teiciet mūsu Dievu ar koklēm!
Sing songs of thanks to the Lord, and play on the lyre to our God.
8 Viņš debesi apklāj ar mākoņiem, Viņš lietu dod zemei, Viņš liek zālei augt uz kalniem;
For he covers the sky with clouds, he prepares rain for the earth, makes grass to grow on the mountains.
9 Viņš lopiem dod barību, jauniem kraukļiem, kad tie sauc.
He gives the cattle their food the young ravens when they cry.
10 Viņam nav labs prāts pie zirga stipruma, Viņam nepatīk vīra lieli.
His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, his joy is not in the speed of a runner;
11 Tam Kungam patīk tie, kas Viņu bīstas, kas gaida uz Viņa žēlastību.
but the Lord has his pleasure in those who fear him, in those who wait for his kindness.
12 Teici To Kungu, Jeruzāleme, slavē savu Dievu, Ciāna.
Praise the Lord, then, O Jerusalem: sing praise to your God, O Zion.
13 Jo Viņš stiprina tavu vārtu aizšaujamos, Viņš svētī tavus bērnus tur iekšā.
For he strengthens the bars of your gates, and blesses your children within you.
14 Viņš dod mieru tavām robežām, Viņš tevi paēdina ar briedušiem kviešiem.
He brings peace to your borders, and choicest of wheat in abundance.
15 Viņš sūta Savas apsolīšanas virs zemes, Viņa vārds tek(izplatās) ar steigšanos.
He sends his command to the earth: his word runs very swiftly.
16 Viņš dod sniegu kā vilnu, Viņš kaisa salnu kā pelnus.
Snow he gives like wool, frost he scatters like ashes.
17 Viņš met Savu krusu kā kumosus. Kas var pastāvēt priekš Viņa aukstuma?
He casts forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
18 Viņš sūta Savu vārdu, un kūst, Viņš liek savam vējam pūst, tad ūdeņi notek.
He sends forth his word, and melts them: his wind blows the waters flow.
19 Viņš Jēkabam dara zināmu Savu vārdu, Israēlim Savus likumus un tiesas,
He declares his word to Jacob, his statutes and judgments to Israel.
20 Tā Viņš nedara nevienai citai tautai; Viņa tiesas tās nepazīst. Alleluja!
No other nation did he do this for, they know nothing of his judgments. Hallelujah.
