Psalms 147
1 Praise ye Yah, For it is good, to make melody to our GOD, —For it is delightful, seemly is praise!
Alleluia, [a Psalm] of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise ye the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God.
2 Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 He is healing the broken in heart, —and binding up their hurts.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 Counting the number of the stars, To all of them—names, he giveth.
He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
5 Great is our Lord, and of abounding strength, And, his knowledge, cannot be expressed.
Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
6 Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.
The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
7 Respond to Yahweh with thanksgiving, Make melody to our God with the lyre.
Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
8 Who covereth the heavens with clouds, preparing rain for the earth, who causeth the mountains to sprout grass:
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; ]]
9 Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.
and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
10 Not in the strength of the horse, doth he delight, Not in the legs of a man, hath he pleasure:
He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.
11 Yahweh, hath pleasure, in them who revere him, in them who wait for his lovingkindness.
The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
12 Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion:
Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy children in thy midst:
For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates; he has blessed thy children within thee.
14 Who maketh thy boundaries to be peace, With the marrow of wheat, doth he satisfy thee:
He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the flour of wheat.
15 Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!
He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
16 Who giveth snow like wool, Hoar-frost—like ashes, he scattereth:
He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
17 Casting forth his ice like crumbs, Before his cold, who can stand?
Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
18 He sendeth forth his word and melteth them, He causeth his wind to blow, the waters, stream along:
He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
19 Declaring his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his regulations, unto Israel.
He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation, and, his regulations, he maketh not known to them. Praise ye Yah!
He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shewn them his judgments.
