Psalms 147
1 Alleluya. Herie ye the Lord, for the salm is good; heriyng be myrie, and fair to oure God.
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 The Lord schal bilde Jerusalem; and schal gadere togidere the scateryngis of Israel.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 Which Lord makith hool men contrit in herte; and byndith togidere the sorewes of hem.
He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 Which noumbrith the multitude of sterris; and clepith names to alle tho.
He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
5 Oure Lord is greet, and his vertu is greet; and of his wisdom is no noumbre.
Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord takith vp mylde men; forsothe he makith low synneris `til to the erthe.
The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
7 Bifore synge ye to the Lord in knoulechyng; seye ye salm to oure God in an harpe.
Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
8 Which hilith heuene with cloudis; and makith redi reyn to the erthe. Which bryngith forth hei in hillis; and eerbe to the seruice of men.
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 Which yyueth mete to her werk beestis; and to the briddys of crowis clepinge hym.
and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
10 He schal not haue wille in the strengthe of an hors; nether it schal be wel plesaunt to hym in the leggis of a man.
He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.
11 It is wel plesaunt to the Lord on men that dreden hym; and in hem that hopen on his mercy.
The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
12 Jerusalem, herie thou the Lord; Syon, herie thou thi God.
Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.
13 For he hath coumfortid the lockis of thi yatis; he hath blessid thi sones in thee.
For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates; he has blessed thy children within thee.
14 Which hath set thi coostis pees; and fillith thee with the fatnesse of wheete.
He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the flour of wheat.
15 Which sendith out his speche to the erthe; his word renneth swiftli.
He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
16 Which yyueth snow as wolle; spredith abrood a cloude as aische.
He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
17 He sendith his cristal as mussels; who schal suffre bifore the face of his cooldnesse?
Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
18 He schal sende out his word, and schal melte tho; his spirit schal blowe, and watris schulen flowe.
He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.
19 Which tellith his word to Jacob; and hise riytfulnessis and domes to Israel.
He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.
20 He dide not so to ech nacioun; and he schewide not hise domes to hem.
He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shewn them his judgments.
