< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise ye the Lord, because psalm is good: to our God be joyful and comely praise.
Hallelujah. It is good to sing praise to our God, for praise is sweet and seemly.
2 The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem, the outcasts of Israel he gathers.
3 Who healeth the broken of heart, and bindeth up their bruises.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 Who telleth the number of the stars: and calleth them all by their names.
He counts the numberless stars, he gives names to them all.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: and of his wisdom there is no number.
Great is our Lord, rich in power, and measureless is his wisdom.
6 The Lord lifteth up the meek, and bringeth the wicked down even to the ground.
The Lord lifts up the down-trodden, the wicked he brings to the ground.
7 Sing ye to the Lord with praise: sing to our God upon the harp.
Sing songs of thanks to the Lord, and play on the lyre to our God.
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for the earth. Who maketh grass to grow on the mountains, and herbs for the service of men.
For he covers the sky with clouds, he prepares rain for the earth, makes grass to grow on the mountains.
9 Who giveth to beasts their food: and to the young ravens that call upon him.
He gives the cattle their food the young ravens when they cry.
10 He shall not delight in the strength of the horse: nor take pleasure in the legs of a man.
His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, his joy is not in the speed of a runner;
11 The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him: and in them that hope in his mercy.
but the Lord has his pleasure in those who fear him, in those who wait for his kindness.
12 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem: praise thy God, O Sion.
Praise the Lord, then, O Jerusalem: sing praise to your God, O Zion.
13 Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates, he hath blessed thy children within thee.
For he strengthens the bars of your gates, and blesses your children within you.
14 Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn.
He brings peace to your borders, and choicest of wheat in abundance.
15 Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: his word runneth swiftly.
He sends his command to the earth: his word runs very swiftly.
16 Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes.
Snow he gives like wool, frost he scatters like ashes.
17 He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?
He casts forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
18 He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.
He sends forth his word, and melts them: his wind blows the waters flow.
19 Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel.
He declares his word to Jacob, his statutes and judgments to Israel.
20 He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.
No other nation did he do this for, they know nothing of his judgments. Hallelujah.

< Psalms 147 >