Psalms 147
1 Praise ye the Lord, because psalm is good: to our God be joyful and comely praise.
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.
2 The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 Who healeth the broken of heart, and bindeth up their bruises.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 Who telleth the number of the stars: and calleth them all by their names.
He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: and of his wisdom there is no number.
Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord lifteth up the meek, and bringeth the wicked down even to the ground.
The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
7 Sing ye to the Lord with praise: sing to our God upon the harp.
Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for the earth. Who maketh grass to grow on the mountains, and herbs for the service of men.
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; ]]
9 Who giveth to beasts their food: and to the young ravens that call upon him.
and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
10 He shall not delight in the strength of the horse: nor take pleasure in the legs of a man.
He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.
11 The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him: and in them that hope in his mercy.
The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
12 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem: praise thy God, O Sion.
Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.
13 Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates, he hath blessed thy children within thee.
For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates; he has blessed thy children within thee.
14 Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn.
He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the flour of wheat.
15 Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: his word runneth swiftly.
He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
16 Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes.
He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
17 He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?
Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
18 He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.
He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
19 Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel.
He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.
20 He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.
He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shewn them his judgments.
