Psalms 147
1 Praise ye Yah, For it is good, to make melody to our GOD, —For it is delightful, seemly is praise!
Praise the Lord, for it's good to sing praises to our God! Praise is wonderful and beautiful!
2 Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.
The Lord is rebuilding Jerusalem, gathering together the people of Israel who have been scattered.
3 He is healing the broken in heart, —and binding up their hurts.
He heals the broken-hearted, and bandages the wounded.
4 Counting the number of the stars, To all of them—names, he giveth.
He knows how many stars he made, and commands all of them by name.
5 Great is our Lord, and of abounding strength, And, his knowledge, cannot be expressed.
Our Lord is great! His power is immense! There's no limit to what he understands!
6 Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.
The Lord helps those who are bowed down to get up; but he grinds the wicked into the ground.
7 Respond to Yahweh with thanksgiving, Make melody to our God with the lyre.
Sing thanks to the Lord! Sing praises to our God with a harp!
8 Who covereth the heavens with clouds, preparing rain for the earth, who causeth the mountains to sprout grass:
He covers the sky with clouds to bring rain to the earth, and makes the grass grow on the hills.
9 Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.
He gives food to the animals, and to the baby ravens when they call.
10 Not in the strength of the horse, doth he delight, Not in the legs of a man, hath he pleasure:
The Lord doesn't appreciate the strength of war-horses or value human power.
11 Yahweh, hath pleasure, in them who revere him, in them who wait for his lovingkindness.
What the Lord values are those who follow him, those who put their confidence in his trustworthy love.
12 Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion:
Jerusalem, praise the Lord! Zion, praise your God!
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy children in thy midst:
He makes the bars on your city gates strong, and blesses your children around you.
14 Who maketh thy boundaries to be peace, With the marrow of wheat, doth he satisfy thee:
He keeps the borders of your land safe from attack; he provides you with plenty of the finest wheat.
15 Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!
He sends his commands around the world—they're quickly implemented.
16 Who giveth snow like wool, Hoar-frost—like ashes, he scattereth:
He sends snow as white as wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
17 Casting forth his ice like crumbs, Before his cold, who can stand?
He throws hail like stones. Who can stand the cold he sends?
18 He sendeth forth his word and melteth them, He causeth his wind to blow, the waters, stream along:
Then he sends out his command and it melts; he blows on it and the water flows.
19 Declaring his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his regulations, unto Israel.
He proclaims his word to Jacob; his rules and laws to Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation, and, his regulations, he maketh not known to them. Praise ye Yah!
He has not done this for any other nation—they don't know his laws. Praise the Lord!
