< 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.
Praise the Lord, for it's good to sing praises to our God! Praise is wonderful and beautiful!
2 The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord is rebuilding Jerusalem, gathering together the people of Israel who have been scattered.
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
He heals the broken-hearted, and bandages the wounded.
4 He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names.
He knows how many stars he made, and commands all of them by name.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
Our Lord is great! His power is immense! There's no limit to what he understands!
6 The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
The Lord helps those who are bowed down to get up; but he grinds the wicked into the ground.
7 Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
Sing thanks to the Lord! Sing praises to our God with a harp!
8 Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
He covers the sky with clouds to bring rain to the earth, and makes the grass grow on the hills.
9 Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
He gives food to the animals, and to the baby ravens when they call.
10 He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
The Lord doesn't appreciate the strength of war-horses or value human power.
11 But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
What the Lord values are those who follow him, those who put their confidence in his trustworthy love.
12 Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
Jerusalem, praise the Lord! Zion, praise your God!
13 For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
He makes the bars on your city gates strong, and blesses your children around you.
14 He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
He keeps the borders of your land safe from attack; he provides you with plenty of the finest wheat.
15 He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
He sends his commands around the world—they're quickly implemented.
16 He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
He sends snow as white as wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
17 He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
He throws hail like stones. Who can stand the cold he sends?
18 He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
Then he sends out his command and it melts; he blows on it and the water flows.
19 He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
He proclaims his word to Jacob; his rules and laws 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 this for any other nation—they don't know his laws. Praise the Lord!

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