Psalms 147
1 Praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing vnto our God: for it is a pleasant thing, and praise is comely.
Give praise to the Lord; for it is good to make melody to our God; praise is pleasing and beautiful.
2 The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord is building up Jerusalem; he makes all the outlaws of Israel come together.
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
He makes the broken-hearted well, and puts oil on their wounds.
4 He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names.
He sees the number of the stars; he gives them all their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
Great is our Lord, and great his power; there is no limit to his wisdom.
6 The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
The Lord gives help to the poor in spirit; but he sends sinners down in shame.
7 Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
Make songs of praise to the Lord; make melody to our God with instruments of music.
8 Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
By his hand the heaven is covered with clouds and rain is stored up for the earth; he makes the grass tall on the mountains.
9 Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
He gives food to every beast, and to the young ravens in answer to their cry.
10 He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
He has no delight in the strength of a horse; he takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
The Lord takes pleasure in his worshippers, and in those whose hope is in his mercy.
12 Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
Give praise to the Lord, O Jerusalem; give praise to your God, O Zion.
13 For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
He has made strong the iron bands of your doors; he has sent blessings on your children inside your walls.
14 He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
He gives peace in all your land, making your stores full of fat grain.
15 He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
He sends out his orders to the earth; his word goes out quickly.
16 He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
He gives snow like wool; he sends out ice-drops like dust.
17 He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
He sends down ice like raindrops: water is made hard by his cold.
18 He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
At the outgoing of his word, the ice is turned to water; when he sends out his wind, there is a flowing of waters.
19 He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
He makes his word clear to Jacob, teaching Israel his laws and his decisions.
20 He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.
He has not done these things for any other nation: and as for his laws, they have no knowledge of them. Let the Lord be praised.
