Псалтирь 147
1 Хвалите Господа, яко благ псалом: Богови нашему да усладится хваление.
Alleluia, [a Psalm] of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise ye the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God.
2 Зиждай Иерусалима Господь: разсеяния Израилева соберет:
The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 изцеляяй сокрушенныя сердцем и обязуяй сокрушения их:
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 изчитаяй множество звезд, и всем им имена нарицаяй.
He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
5 Велий Господь наш, и велия крепость Его, и разума Его несть числа.
Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
6 Приемляй кроткия Господь, смиряяй же грешники до земли.
The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
7 Начните Господеви во исповедании, пойте Богови нашему в гуслех:
Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
8 одевающему небо облаки, уготовляющему земли дождь: прозябающему на горах траву и злак на службу человеком:
who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who causes grass to spring up on the mountains, [[and green herb for the service of men; ]]
9 дающему скотом пищу их, и птенцем врановым призывающым Его.
and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
10 Не в силе констей восхощет, ниже в лыстех мужеских благоволит:
He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.
11 благоволит Господь в боящихся Его и во уповающих на милость Его.
The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
12 Похвали, Иерусалиме, Господа, хвали Бога твоего, Сионе:
Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.
13 яко укрепи вереи врат твоих, благослови сыны твоя в тебе.
For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates; he has blessed thy children within thee.
14 Полагаяй пределы твоя мир, и тука пшенична насыщаяй тя:
He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the flour of wheat.
15 посылаяй слово Свое земли, до скорости течет слово Его,
He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
16 дающаго снег свой яко волну, мглу яко пепел посыпающаго,
He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
17 метающаго голоть Свой яко хлебы: противу лица мраза Его кто постоит?
Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
18 Послет слово Свое, и истает я: дхнет дух Его, и потекут воды.
He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
19 Возвещаяй слово Свое Иакову, оправдания и судбы Своя Израилеви:
He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.
20 не сотвори тако всякому языку, и судбы Своя не яви им.
He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shewn them his judgments.
