Psalms 147
1 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.
Hallelujah; for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is comely; [him] becometh praise.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: the outcasts of Israel will he gather together;
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
He that healeth the broken-hearted, and bindeth up their hurts;
4 He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
Who counteth the number of the stars; who calleth them all by [their] names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
Great is our Lord, and abundant in power: his understanding is immeasurable.
6 The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
The Lord helpeth up the meek: he bringeth down the wicked to the ground.
7 Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
Lift up a song unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praises unto our God with the harp;
8 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; ]]
Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who causeth grass to grow upon the mountains;
9 and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
Who giveth to the beast its food, to the young ravens which cry.
10 He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with 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 them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
The Lord taketh pleasure in those that fear him, that wait for his kindness.
12 Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.
Glorify, O Jerusalem, the Lord: praise thy God, O Zion.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates; he has blessed thy children within thee.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children in the midst of thee;
14 He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the flour of wheat.
He who bestoweth peace in thy borders, who satisfieth thee with the best of wheat;
15 He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
He who sendeth forth his decree unto the earth: how swiftly speedeth his word along!
16 He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
He who dispenseth snow like wool; who streweth about the hoarfrost like ashes;
17 Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
He who casteth down his ice like pieces: before his cold who can stand?
18 He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and waters run along.
19 He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.
He declareth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his ordinances unto Israel.
20 He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shewn them his judgments.
He hath not done so unto any nation: and [his] ordinances— these they know not. Hallelujah.
