< 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 ye the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
2 The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names.
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto 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 covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
10 He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
12 Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
13 For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16 He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17 He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
18 He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.
He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the Lord.

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