< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise ye Jehovah, for it is good to sing praises to our God. For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.
Praise ye the Lord, because psalm is good: to our God be joyful and comely praise.
2 Jehovah builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
Who healeth the broken of heart, and bindeth up their bruises.
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by names.
Who telleth the number of the stars: and calleth them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Great is our Lord, and great is his power: and of his wisdom there is no number.
6 Jehovah upholds the meek. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
The Lord lifteth up the meek, and bringeth the wicked down even to the ground.
7 Sing to Jehovah with thanksgiving. Sing praises upon the harp to our God,
Sing ye to the Lord with praise: sing to our God upon the harp.
8 who covers the heavens with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow upon the mountains.
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.
9 He gives to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Who giveth to beasts their food: and to the young ravens that call upon him.
10 He does not delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
He shall not delight in the strength of the horse: nor take pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Jehovah takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him: and in them that hope in his mercy.
12 Praise Jehovah, O Jerusalem. Praise thy God, O Zion.
Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem: praise thy God, O Sion.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates. He has blessed thy sons within thee.
Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates, he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He makes peace in thy borders. He fills thee with the finest of the wheat.
Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn.
15 He sends out his commandment upon earth. His word runs very swiftly.
Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: his word runneth swiftly.
16 He gives snow like wool. He scatters the hoar-frost like ashes.
Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes.
17 He casts forth his ice like morsels. Who can stand before his cold?
He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.
19 He shows his word to Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel.
20 He has not dealt so with any nation. And as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye Jehovah.
He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.

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