< Psalms 147 >

1 Alleluia, [a Psalm] of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise you the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God.
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 builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
The LORD doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by [their] names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
Great [is] our Lord, and of great power: his understanding [is] infinite.
6 The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
The LORD lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:
8 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; ]]
Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
He giveth to the beast his food, [and] to the young ravens which cry.
10 He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.
He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
The LORD taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
12 Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Sion.
Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates; he has blessed your children within you.
For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He makes your borders peaceful, and fills you with the flour of wheat.
He maketh peace [in] thy borders, [and] filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
He sendeth forth his commandment [upon] earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16 He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17 Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?
18 He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, [and] the waters flow.
19 He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.
He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
20 He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shown them his judgments.
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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