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.
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 doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 He counteth the nomber of the starres, 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: his wisdome is infinite.
Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
7 Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
8 Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
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 Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
10 He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with 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 them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
12 Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.
13 For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates; he has blessed thy children within thee.
14 He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the flour of wheat.
15 He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
16 He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
17 He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
18 He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
19 He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.
He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shewn them his judgments.
