Psalms 147
1 Praise the Lord, for it's good to sing praises to our God! Praise is wonderful and beautiful!
| הַלְלוּ ־ יָהּ ׀ כִּי־טוֹב זַמְּרָה אֱלֹהֵינוּ כִּי־נָעִים נָאוָה תְהִלָּֽה׃ |
2 The Lord is rebuilding Jerusalem, gathering together the people of Israel who have been scattered.
| בּוֹנֵה יְרוּשָׁלַ͏ִם יְהֹוָה נִדְחֵי יִשְׂרָאֵל יְכַנֵּֽס׃ |
3 He heals the broken-hearted, and bandages the wounded.
| הָרֹפֵא לִשְׁבוּרֵי לֵב וּמְחַבֵּשׁ לְעַצְּבוֹתָֽם׃ |
4 He knows how many stars he made, and commands all of them by name.
| מוֹנֶה מִסְפָּר לַכּוֹכָבִים לְכֻלָּם שֵׁמוֹת יִקְרָֽא׃ |
5 Our Lord is great! His power is immense! There's no limit to what he understands!
| גָּדוֹל אֲדוֹנֵינוּ וְרַב־כֹּחַ לִתְבוּנָתוֹ אֵין מִסְפָּֽר׃ |
6 The Lord helps those who are bowed down to get up; but he grinds the wicked into the ground.
| מְעוֹדֵד עֲנָוִים יְהֹוָה מַשְׁפִּיל רְשָׁעִים עֲדֵי־אָֽרֶץ׃ |
7 Sing thanks to the Lord! Sing praises to our God with a harp!
| עֱנוּ לַֽיהֹוָה בְּתוֹדָה זַמְּרוּ לֵאלֹהֵינוּ בְכִנּֽוֹר׃ |
8 He covers the sky with clouds to bring rain to the earth, and makes the grass grow on the hills.
| הַֽמְכַסֶּה שָׁמַיִם ׀ בְּעָבִים הַמֵּכִין לָאָרֶץ מָטָר הַמַּצְמִיחַ הָרִים חָצִֽיר׃ |
9 He gives food to the animals, and to the baby ravens when they call.
| נוֹתֵן לִבְהֵמָה לַחְמָהּ לִבְנֵי עֹרֵב אֲשֶׁר יִקְרָֽאוּ׃ |
10 The Lord doesn't appreciate the strength of war-horses or value human power.
| לֹא בִגְבוּרַת הַסּוּס יֶחְפָּץ לֹא־בְשׁוֹקֵי הָאִישׁ יִרְצֶֽה׃ |
11 What the Lord values are those who follow him, those who put their confidence in his trustworthy love.
| רוֹצֶה יְהֹוָה אֶת־יְרֵאָיו אֶת־הַֽמְיַחֲלִים לְחַסְדּֽוֹ׃ |
12 Jerusalem, praise the Lord! Zion, praise your God!
| שַׁבְּחִי יְרוּשָׁלַ͏ִם אֶת־יְהֹוָה הַֽלְלִי אֱלֹהַיִךְ צִיּֽוֹן׃ |
13 He makes the bars on your city gates strong, and blesses your children around you.
| כִּֽי־חִזַּק בְּרִיחֵי שְׁעָרָיִךְ בֵּרַךְ בָּנַיִךְ בְּקִרְבֵּֽךְ׃ |
14 He keeps the borders of your land safe from attack; he provides you with plenty of the finest wheat.
| הַשָּׂם־גְּבוּלֵךְ שָׁלוֹם חֵלֶב חִטִּים יַשְׂבִּיעֵֽךְ׃ |
15 He sends his commands around the world—they're quickly implemented.
| הַשֹּׁלֵחַ אִמְרָתוֹ אָרֶץ עַד־מְהֵרָה יָרוּץ דְּבָרֽוֹ׃ |
16 He sends snow as white as wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
| הַנֹּתֵן שֶׁלֶג כַּצָּמֶר כְּפוֹר כָּאֵפֶר יְפַזֵּֽר׃ |
17 He throws hail like stones. Who can stand the cold he sends?
| מַשְׁלִיךְ קַֽרְחוֹ כְפִתִּים לִפְנֵי קָרָתוֹ מִי יַעֲמֹֽד׃ |
18 Then he sends out his command and it melts; he blows on it and the water flows.
| יִשְׁלַח דְּבָרוֹ וְיַמְסֵם יַשֵּׁב רוּחוֹ יִזְּלוּ־מָֽיִם׃ |
19 He proclaims his word to Jacob; his rules and laws to Israel.
| מַגִּיד דְּבָרָו לְיַעֲקֹב חֻקָּיו וּמִשְׁפָּטָיו לְיִשְׂרָאֵֽל׃ |
20 He has not done this for any other nation—they don't know his laws. Praise the Lord!
| לֹא עָשָׂה כֵן ׀ לְכׇל־גּוֹי וּמִשְׁפָּטִים בַּל־יְדָעוּם הַֽלְלוּ־יָֽהּ׃ |
