< Psalms 147 >

1 Give praise to the Lord; for it is good to make melody to our God; praise is pleasing and beautiful.
Hallelujah; for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is comely; [him] becometh praise.
2 The Lord is building up Jerusalem; he makes all the outlaws of Israel come together.
The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: the outcasts of Israel will he gather together;
3 He makes the broken-hearted well, and puts oil on their wounds.
He that healeth the broken-hearted, and bindeth up their hurts;
4 He sees the number of the stars; he gives them all their names.
Who counteth the number of the stars; who calleth them all by [their] names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great his power; there is no limit to his wisdom.
Great is our Lord, and abundant in power: his understanding is immeasurable.
6 The Lord gives help to the poor in spirit; but he sends sinners down in shame.
The Lord helpeth up the meek: he bringeth down the wicked to the ground.
7 Make songs of praise to the Lord; make melody to our God with instruments of music.
Lift up a song unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praises unto our God with the harp;
8 By his hand the heaven is covered with clouds and rain is stored up for the earth; he makes the grass tall on the mountains.
Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who causeth grass to grow upon the mountains;
9 He gives food to every beast, and to the young ravens in answer to their cry.
Who giveth to the beast its food, to the young ravens which cry.
10 He has no delight in the strength of a horse; he takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
Not in the strength of the horse hath he delight: nor in the [swiftness of the] legs of man taketh he pleasure.
11 The Lord takes pleasure in his worshippers, and in those whose hope is in his mercy.
The Lord taketh pleasure in those that fear him, that wait for his kindness.
12 Give praise to the Lord, O Jerusalem; give praise to your God, O Zion.
Glorify, O Jerusalem, the Lord: praise thy God, O Zion.
13 He has made strong the iron bands of your doors; he has sent blessings on your children inside your walls.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children in the midst of thee;
14 He gives peace in all your land, making your stores full of fat grain.
He who bestoweth peace in thy borders, who satisfieth thee with the best of wheat;
15 He sends out his orders to the earth; his word goes out quickly.
He who sendeth forth his decree unto the earth: how swiftly speedeth his word along!
16 He gives snow like wool; he sends out ice-drops like dust.
He who dispenseth snow like wool; who streweth about the hoarfrost like ashes;
17 He sends down ice like raindrops: water is made hard by his cold.
He who casteth down his ice like pieces: before his cold who can stand?
18 At the outgoing of his word, the ice is turned to water; when he sends out his wind, there is a flowing of waters.
He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and waters run along.
19 He makes his word clear to Jacob, teaching Israel his laws and his decisions.
He declareth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances unto Israel.
20 He has not done these things for any other nation: and as for his laws, they have no knowledge of them. Let the Lord be praised.
He hath not done so unto any nation: and [his] ordinances— these they know not. Hallelujah.

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