< Psalms 147 >

1 Alleluia. Praise the Lord, because the psalm is good. Delightful and beautiful praise shall be for our God.
Praise ye the LORD: for [it is] good to sing praises unto our God; for [it is] pleasant; [and] praise is comely.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem. He will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The LORD doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He heals the contrite of heart, and he binds up their sorrows.
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He numbers the multitude of the stars, and he calls them all by their names.
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by [their] names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his virtue. And of his wisdom, there is no number.
Great [is] our Lord, and of great power: his understanding [is] infinite.
6 The Lord lifts up the meek, but he brings down the sinner, even to the ground.
The LORD lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Sing before the Lord with confession. Play psalms to our God on a stringed instrument.
Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:
8 He covers heaven with clouds, and he prepares rain for the earth. He produces grass on the mountains and herbs for the service of men.
Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 He gives their food to beasts of burden and to young ravens that call upon him.
He giveth to the beast his food, [and] to the young ravens which cry.
10 He will not have good will for the strength of the horse, nor will he be well pleased with the legs of a man.
He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 The Lord is well pleased with those who fear him and with those who hope in his mercy.
The LORD taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
12 Alleluia. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem. Praise your God, O Zion.
Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
13 For he has reinforced the bars of your gates. He has blessed your sons within you.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He has stationed peace at your borders, and he has satisfied you with the fat of the grain.
He maketh peace [in] thy borders, [and] filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 He sends forth his eloquence to the earth. His word runs swiftly.
He sendeth forth his commandment [upon] earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16 He provides snow like wool. He strews clouds like ashes.
He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17 He sends his ice crystals like morsels. Who can stand firm before the face of his cold?
He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
18 He will send forth his word, and it will melt them. His Spirit will breathe out, and the waters will flow.
He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, [and] the waters flow.
19 He announces his word to Jacob, his justices and his judgments to Israel.
He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
20 He has not done so much for every nation, and he has not made his judgments manifest to them. Alleluia.
He hath not dealt so with any nation: and [as for his] judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD.

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