< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise the LORD, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
Хвалите Господа, яко благ псалом: Богови нашему да усладится хваление.
2 The LORD builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
Зиждай Иерусалима Господь: разсеяния Израилева соберет:
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
изцеляяй сокрушенныя сердцем и обязуяй сокрушения их:
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
изчитаяй множество звезд, и всем им имена нарицаяй.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Велий Господь наш, и велия крепость Его, и разума Его несть числа.
6 The LORD upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
Приемляй кроткия Господь, смиряяй же грешники до земли.
7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,
Начните Господеви во исповедании, пойте Богови нашему в гуслех:
8 who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
одевающему небо облаки, уготовляющему земли дождь: прозябающему на горах траву и злак на службу человеком:
9 He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
дающему скотом пищу их, и птенцем врановым призывающым Его.
10 He does not delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
Не в силе констей восхощет, ниже в лыстех мужеских благоволит:
11 The LORD takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
благоволит Господь в боящихся Его и во уповающих на милость Его.
12 Praise the LORD, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!
Похвали, Иерусалиме, Господа, хвали Бога твоего, Сионе:
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
яко укрепи вереи врат твоих, благослови сыны твоя в тебе.
14 He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
Полагаяй пределы твоя мир, и тука пшенична насыщаяй тя:
15 He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
посылаяй слово Свое земли, до скорости течет слово Его,
16 He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
дающаго снег свой яко волну, мглу яко пепел посыпающаго,
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
метающаго голоть Свой яко хлебы: противу лица мраза Его кто постоит?
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Послет слово Свое, и истает я: дхнет дух Его, и потекут воды.
19 He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
Возвещаяй слово Свое Иакову, оправдания и судбы Своя Израилеви:
20 He has not done this for just any nation. They do not know his ordinances. Praise the LORD!
не сотвори тако всякому языку, и судбы Своя не яви им.

< Psalms 147 >