< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise the Lord, for it's good to sing praises to our God! Praise is wonderful and beautiful!
Praise ye YHWH: for it is good to sing praises unto our Elohim; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
2 The Lord is rebuilding Jerusalem, gathering together the people of Israel who have been scattered.
YHWH doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He heals the broken-hearted, and bandages the wounded.
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He knows how many stars he made, and commands all of them by name.
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
5 Our Lord is great! His power is immense! There's no limit to what he understands!
Great is our YHWH, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord helps those who are bowed down to get up; but he grinds the wicked into the ground.
YHWH lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Sing thanks to the Lord! Sing praises to our God with a harp!
Sing unto YHWH with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our Elohim:
8 He covers the sky with clouds to bring rain to the earth, and makes the grass grow on the hills.
Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 He gives food to the animals, and to the baby ravens when they call.
He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
10 The Lord doesn't appreciate the strength of war-horses or value human power.
He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 What the Lord values are those who follow him, those who put their confidence in his trustworthy love.
YHWH taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
12 Jerusalem, praise the Lord! Zion, praise your God!
Praise YHWH, O Jerusalem; praise thy Elohim, O Zion.
13 He makes the bars on your city gates strong, and blesses your children around you.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He keeps the borders of your land safe from attack; he provides you with plenty of the finest wheat.
He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 He sends his commands around the world—they're quickly implemented.
He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16 He sends snow as white as wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17 He throws hail like stones. Who can stand the cold he sends?
He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
18 Then he sends out his command and it melts; he blows on it and the water flows.
He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 He proclaims his word to Jacob; his rules and laws to Israel.
He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
20 He has not done this for any other nation—they don't know his laws. Praise the Lord!
He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye YHWH.

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