< 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 Jah! For [it is] good to praise our God, For pleasant — comely [is] praise.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
Building Jerusalem [is] Jehovah, The driven away of Israel He gathereth.
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
Who is giving healing to the broken of heart, And is binding up their griefs.
4 He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
Appointing the number of the stars, To all them He giveth names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
Great [is] our Lord, and abundant in power, Of His understanding there is no narration.
6 The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
Jehovah is causing the meek to stand, Making low the wicked unto the earth.
7 Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
Answer ye to Jehovah with thanksgiving, Sing ye to our God with a 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 is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing for the earth rain, Who is causing grass to spring up [on] mountains,
9 and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
Giving to the beast its food, To the young of the ravens that call.
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 might of the horse doth He delight, Not in the legs of a man is He pleased.
11 The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
Jehovah is pleased with those fearing Him, With those waiting for His kindness.
12 Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Sion.
Glorify, O Jerusalem, Jehovah, Praise thy God, O Zion.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates; he has blessed your children within you.
For He did strengthen the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy sons in thy midst.
14 He makes your borders peaceful, and fills you with the flour of wheat.
Who is making thy border peace, [With] the fat of wheat He satisfieth Thee.
15 He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
Who is sending forth His saying [on] earth, Very speedily doth His word run.
16 He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
Who is giving snow like wool, Hoar-frost as ashes He scattereth.
17 Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
Casting forth His ice like morsels, Before His cold who doth stand?
18 He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
He sendeth forth His word and melteth them, He causeth His wind to blow — the waters flow.
19 He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgements to Israel.
Declaring His words to Jacob, His statutes and His judgments to Israel.
20 He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shown them his judgements.
He hath not done so to any nation, As to judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye Jah!

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