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