Psalms 147
1 Praise Yah: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
Praise ye Yah, For it is good, to make melody to our GOD, —For it is delightful, seemly is praise!
2 Yhwh doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.
3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
He is healing the broken in heart, —and binding up their hurts.
4 He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
Counting the number of the stars, To all of them—names, he giveth.
5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
Great is our Lord, and of abounding strength, And, his knowledge, cannot be expressed.
6 Yhwh lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.
7 Sing unto Yhwh with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:
Respond to Yahweh with thanksgiving, Make melody to our God with the lyre.
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
Who covereth the heavens with clouds, preparing rain for the earth, who causeth the mountains to sprout grass:
9 He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.
10 He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
Not in the strength of the horse, doth he delight, Not in the legs of a man, hath he pleasure:
11 Yhwh taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
Yahweh, hath pleasure, in them who revere him, in them who wait for his lovingkindness.
12 Praise Yhwh, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion:
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy children in thy midst:
14 He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
Who maketh thy boundaries to be peace, With the marrow of wheat, doth he satisfy thee:
15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!
16 He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
Who giveth snow like wool, Hoar-frost—like ashes, he scattereth:
17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
Casting forth his ice like crumbs, Before his cold, who can stand?
18 He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
He sendeth forth his word and melteth them, He causeth his wind to blow, the waters, stream along:
19 He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
Declaring his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his regulations, unto Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Hallelu jah.
He hath not dealt so with any nation, and, his regulations, he maketh not known to them. Praise ye Yah!
