Psalms 147
1 Praise ye Yah, For it is good, to make melody to our GOD, —For it is delightful, seemly is praise!
αλληλουια Αγγαιου καὶ Ζαχαριου αἰνεῖτε τὸν κύριον ὅτι ἀγαθὸν ψαλμός τῷ θεῷ ἡμῶν ἡδυνθείη αἴνεσις
2 Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.
οἰκοδομῶν Ιερουσαλημ ὁ κύριος καὶ τὰς διασπορὰς τοῦ Ισραηλ ἐπισυνάξει
3 He is healing the broken in heart, —and binding up their hurts.
ὁ ἰώμενος τοὺς συντετριμμένους τὴν καρδίαν καὶ δεσμεύων τὰ συντρίμματα αὐτῶν
4 Counting the number of the stars, To all of them—names, he giveth.
ὁ ἀριθμῶν πλήθη ἄστρων καὶ πᾶσιν αὐτοῖς ὀνόματα καλῶν
5 Great is our Lord, and of abounding strength, And, his knowledge, cannot be expressed.
μέγας ὁ κύριος ἡμῶν καὶ μεγάλη ἡ ἰσχὺς αὐτοῦ καὶ τῆς συνέσεως αὐτοῦ οὐκ ἔστιν ἀριθμός
6 Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.
ἀναλαμβάνων πραεῖς ὁ κύριος ταπεινῶν δὲ ἁμαρτωλοὺς ἕως τῆς γῆς
7 Respond to Yahweh with thanksgiving, Make melody to our God with the lyre.
ἐξάρξατε τῷ κυρίῳ ἐν ἐξομολογήσει ψάλατε τῷ θεῷ ἡμῶν ἐν κιθάρᾳ
8 Who covereth the heavens with clouds, preparing rain for the earth, who causeth the mountains to sprout grass:
τῷ περιβάλλοντι τὸν οὐρανὸν ἐν νεφέλαις τῷ ἑτοιμάζοντι τῇ γῇ ὑετόν τῷ ἐξανατέλλοντι ἐν ὄρεσι χόρτον καὶ χλόην τῇ δουλείᾳ τῶν ἀνθρώπων
9 Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.
διδόντι τοῖς κτήνεσι τροφὴν αὐτῶν καὶ τοῖς νεοσσοῖς τῶν κοράκων τοῖς ἐπικαλουμένοις αὐτόν
10 Not in the strength of the horse, doth he delight, Not in the legs of a man, hath he pleasure:
οὐκ ἐν τῇ δυναστείᾳ τοῦ ἵππου θελήσει οὐδὲ ἐν ταῖς κνήμαις τοῦ ἀνδρὸς εὐδοκεῖ
11 Yahweh, hath pleasure, in them who revere him, in them who wait for his lovingkindness.
εὐδοκεῖ κύριος ἐν τοῖς φοβουμένοις αὐτὸν καὶ ἐν τοῖς ἐλπίζουσιν ἐπὶ τὸ ἔλεος αὐτοῦ
12 Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion:
αλληλουια Αγγαιου καὶ Ζαχαριου ἐπαίνει Ιερουσαλημ τὸν κύριον αἴνει τὸν θεόν σου Σιων
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy children in thy midst:
ὅτι ἐνίσχυσεν τοὺς μοχλοὺς τῶν πυλῶν σου εὐλόγησεν τοὺς υἱούς σου ἐν σοί
14 Who maketh thy boundaries to be peace, With the marrow of wheat, doth he satisfy thee:
ὁ τιθεὶς τὰ ὅριά σου εἰρήνην καὶ στέαρ πυροῦ ἐμπιπλῶν σε
15 Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!
ὁ ἀποστέλλων τὸ λόγιον αὐτοῦ τῇ γῇ ἕως τάχους δραμεῖται ὁ λόγος αὐτοῦ
16 Who giveth snow like wool, Hoar-frost—like ashes, he scattereth:
τοῦ διδόντος χιόνα ὡσεὶ ἔριον ὁμίχλην ὡσεὶ σποδὸν πάσσοντος
17 Casting forth his ice like crumbs, Before his cold, who can stand?
βάλλοντος κρύσταλλον αὐτοῦ ὡσεὶ ψωμούς κατὰ πρόσωπον ψύχους αὐτοῦ τίς ὑποστήσεται
18 He sendeth forth his word and melteth them, He causeth his wind to blow, the waters, stream along:
ἀποστελεῖ τὸν λόγον αὐτοῦ καὶ τήξει αὐτά πνεύσει τὸ πνεῦμα αὐτοῦ καὶ ῥυήσεται ὕδατα
19 Declaring his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his regulations, unto Israel.
ἀπαγγέλλων τὸν λόγον αὐτοῦ τῷ Ιακωβ δικαιώματα καὶ κρίματα αὐτοῦ τῷ Ισραηλ
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation, and, his regulations, he maketh not known to them. Praise ye Yah!
οὐκ ἐποίησεν οὕτως παντὶ ἔθνει καὶ τὰ κρίματα αὐτοῦ οὐκ ἐδήλωσεν αὐτοῖς
