Psalms 147
1 Praise ye Yah, For it is good, to make melody to our GOD, —For it is delightful, seemly is praise!
Praise Yahweh, for it is good to sing praises to our God, it is pleasant, and praise is suitable.
2 Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.
Yahweh rebuilds Jerusalem, he gathers together the scattered people of Israel.
3 He is healing the broken in heart, —and binding up their hurts.
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
4 Counting the number of the stars, To all of them—names, he giveth.
He counts the stars, he gives names to all of them.
5 Great is our Lord, and of abounding strength, And, his knowledge, cannot be expressed.
Great is our Lord and awesome in power, his understanding cannot be measured.
6 Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.
Yahweh lifts up the oppressed, he brings the wicked down to the ground.
7 Respond to Yahweh with thanksgiving, Make melody to our God with the lyre.
Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving, sing praises to our God with a harp.
8 Who covereth the heavens with clouds, preparing rain for the earth, who causeth the mountains to sprout grass:
He covers the heavens with clouds and prepares rain for the earth, making the grass to grow on the mountains.
9 Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.
He gives food to the animals and to the young ravens when they cry.
10 Not in the strength of the horse, doth he delight, Not in the legs of a man, hath he pleasure:
He finds no delight in the strength of a horse, he takes no pleasure in the strong legs of a man.
11 Yahweh, hath pleasure, in them who revere him, in them who wait for his lovingkindness.
Yahweh takes pleasure in those who honor him, who hope in his covenant faithfulness.
12 Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion:
Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem, praise your God, Zion.
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy children in thy midst:
For he strengthens the bars of your gates, he blesses your children among you.
14 Who maketh thy boundaries to be peace, With the marrow of wheat, doth he satisfy thee:
He brings prosperity inside your borders, he satisfies you with the finest of wheat.
15 Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!
He sends out his commandment to earth, his command runs very swiftly.
16 Who giveth snow like wool, Hoar-frost—like ashes, he scattereth:
He makes the snow like wool, he scatters the frost like ashes.
17 Casting forth his ice like crumbs, Before his cold, who can stand?
He dispenses the hail like crumbs, who can withstand the cold he sends?
18 He sendeth forth his word and melteth them, He causeth his wind to blow, the waters, stream along:
He sends out his command and melts them, he makes the wind to blow and the water to flow.
19 Declaring his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his regulations, unto Israel.
He proclaimed his word to Jacob, his statutes and his righteous decrees 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 with any other nation, and as for his decrees, they do not know them. Praise Yahweh.
