< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise the LORD, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
Ẹ fi ìyìn fún Olúwa. Nítorí ohun rere ni láti máa kọrin ìyìn sí Ọlọ́run wa, ó yẹ láti kọrin ìyìn sí i!
2 The LORD builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
Olúwa kọ́ Jerusalẹmu; Ó kó àwọn Israẹli tí a lé sọnù jọ.
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
Ó wo àwọn tí ọkàn wọ́n bàjẹ́ sàn ó sì di ọgbẹ́ wọ́n.
4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
Ó ka iye àwọn ìràwọ̀ ó sì pe ọ̀kọ̀ọ̀kan wọn ní orúkọ.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
Títóbi ni Olúwa wa ó sì pọ̀ ní agbára òye rẹ̀ kò sì ní òpin.
6 The LORD upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.
Olúwa wa pẹ̀lú àwọn onírẹ̀lẹ̀ bẹ́ẹ̀ ni ó rẹ̀ àwọn ènìyàn búburú sílẹ̀.
7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,
Fi ọpẹ́ kọrin sí Olúwa fi ohun èlò orin olókùn yin Ọlọ́run.
8 who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
Ó fi ìkùùkuu bo àwọ̀ sánmọ̀ ó rọ òjò sí orílẹ̀ ayé ó mú kí koríko hù lórí àwọn òkè
9 He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
Ó pèsè oúnjẹ fún àwọn ẹranko àti fún àwọn ọmọ ẹyẹ ìwò ní ìgbà tí wọ́n bá ń ké.
10 He doesn't delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
Òun kò ní inú dídùn nínú agbára ẹṣin, bẹ́ẹ̀ ni Òun kò ní ayọ̀ sí ẹ̀ṣẹ̀ ọkùnrin
11 The LORD takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.
Olúwa ni ayọ̀ nínú àwọn tí ó bẹ̀rù rẹ̀, sí àwọn tí ó ní ìrètí nínú àánú rẹ̀.
12 Praise the LORD, Jerusalem. Praise your God, Zion.
Yin Olúwa, ìwọ Jerusalẹmu; yin Ọlọ́run rẹ, ìwọ Sioni.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.
Nítorí tí ó ti mú ọ̀pá ìdábùú ibodè rẹ̀ lágbára, Òun sì ti bùkún fún àwọn ọmọ rẹ̀ nínú rẹ
14 He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
Òun jẹ́ kí àlàáfíà wà ní àwọn ẹnu ibodè rẹ̀, òun sì fi jéró dáradára tẹ́ ọ lọ́rùn.
15 He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.
Òun sì rán àṣẹ rẹ̀ sí ayé ọ̀rọ̀ rẹ̀ sáré tete.
16 He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
Ó fi yìnyín fún ni bi irun àgùntàn ó sì fọ́n ìrì dídì ká bí eérú
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
Ó rọ òjò yìnyín rẹ̀ bí òkúta wẹ́wẹ́ ta ni ó lè dúró níwájú òtútù rẹ̀
18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Ó rán ọ̀rọ̀ rẹ̀ jáde ó sì mú wọn yọ̀ ó mú kí afẹ́fẹ́ rẹ̀ fẹ́ ó sì mú odò rẹ̀ sàn.
19 He shows his word to Jacob; his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
Ó sọ ọ̀rọ̀ rẹ̀ di mí mọ̀ fún Jakọbu àwọn òfin àti ìlànà rẹ̀ fún Israẹli.
20 He has not done this for just any nation. They do not know his ordinances. Praise the LORD.
Òun kó tí ṣe irú èyí sí orílẹ̀-èdè kan rí, bí ó ṣe ti ìdájọ́ rẹ̀ wọn ko mọ òfin rẹ̀. Ẹ fi ìyìn fún Olúwa.

< Psalms 147 >