< Psalmorum 147 >

1 Alleluia. Laudate Dominum quoniam bonus est psalmus: Deo nostro sit iucunda, decoraque laudatio.
Praise ye the LORD! For it is good to sing praise to our God; For it is pleasant, and praise is becoming.
2 Ædificans Ierusalem Dominus: dispersiones Israelis congregabit.
The LORD buildeth up Jerusalem; He gathereth together the dispersed of Israel.
3 Qui sanat contritos corde: et alligat contritiones eorum.
He healeth the broken in heart, And bindeth up their wounds.
4 Qui numerat multitudinem stellarum: et omnibus eis nomina vocat.
He counteth the number of the stars; He calleth them all by their names.
5 Magnus Dominus noster, et magna virtus eius: et sapientiæ eius non est numerus.
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.
6 Suscipiens mansuetos Dominus: humilians autem peccatores usque ad terram.
The LORD lifteth up the lowly; He casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Præcinite Domino in confessione: psallite Deo nostro in cithara.
Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; Sing praises upon the harp to our God!
8 Qui operit cælum nubibus: et parat terræ pluviam. Qui producit in montibus fœnum: et herbam servituti hominum.
Who covereth the heavens with clouds, Who prepareth rain for the earth, Who causeth grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 Qui dat iumentis escam ipsorum: et pullis corvorum invocantibus eum.
He giveth to the cattle their food. And to the young ravens, when they cry.
10 Non in fortitudine equi voluntatem habebit: nec in tibiis viri beneplacitum erit ei.
He delighteth not in the strength of the horse, He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Beneplacitum est Domino super timentes eum: et in eis, qui sperant super misericordia eius.
The LORD taketh pleasure in those who fear him, In those who trust in his mercy.
12 Alleluia. Lauda Ierusalem Dominum: lauda Deum tuum Sion.
Praise the LORD. O Jerusalem! Praise thy God, O Zion!
13 Quoniam confortavit seras portarum tuarum: benedixit filiis tuis in te.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; He hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 Qui posuit fines tuos pacem: et adipe frumenti satiat te.
He maketh peace in thy borders, And satisfieth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 Qui emittit eloquium suum terræ: velociter currit sermo eius.
He sendeth forth his command to the earth; His word runneth very swiftly.
16 Qui dat nivem sicut lanam: nebulam sicut cinerem spargit.
He giveth snow like wool, And scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes.
17 Mittit crystallum suum sicut buccellas: ante faciem frigoris eius quis sustinebit?
He casteth forth his ice like morsels; Who can stand before his cold?
18 Emittet verbum suum, et liquefaciet ea: flabit Spiritus eius, et fluent aquæ.
He sendeth forth his word, and melteth them; He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 Qui annunciat verbum suum Iacob: iustitias, et iudicia sua Israel.
He publisheth his word to Jacob, His statutes and laws to Israel.
20 Non fecit taliter omni nationi: et iudicia sua non manifestavit eis. Alleluia.
He hath dealt in this manner with no other nation; And, as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD!

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