Psalms 147
1 Alleluia, [a Psalm] of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise you the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God.
Praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing vnto our God: for it is a pleasant thing, and praise is comely.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
4 He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
He counteth the nomber of the starres, and 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 great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
6 The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
7 Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
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; ]]
Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
9 and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
10 He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.
He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
11 The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
12 Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Sion.
Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates; he has blessed your children within you.
For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He makes your borders peaceful, and fills you with the flour of wheat.
He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
15 He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
16 He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
17 Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
18 He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
19 He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgements to Israel.
He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
20 He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shown them his judgements.
He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.
