< Psalms 147 >

1 Praise ye Jah! For [it is] good to praise our God, For pleasant — comely [is] praise.
Praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing vnto our God: for it is a pleasant thing, and praise is comely.
2 Building Jerusalem [is] Jehovah, The driven away of Israel He gathereth.
The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 Who is giving healing to the broken of heart, And is binding up their griefs.
He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores.
4 Appointing the number of the stars, To all them He giveth names.
He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names.
5 Great [is] our Lord, and abundant in power, Of His understanding there is no narration.
Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite.
6 Jehovah is causing the meek to stand, Making low the wicked unto the earth.
The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground.
7 Answer ye to Jehovah with thanksgiving, Sing ye to our God with a harp.
Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God,
8 Who is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing for the earth rain, Who is causing grass to spring up [on] mountains,
Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines:
9 Giving to the beast its food, To the young of the ravens that call.
Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie.
10 Not in the might of the horse doth He delight, Not in the legs of a man is He pleased.
He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man.
11 Jehovah is pleased with those fearing Him, With those waiting for His kindness.
But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie.
12 Glorify, O Jerusalem, Jehovah, Praise thy God, O Zion.
Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion.
13 For He did strengthen the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy sons in thy midst.
For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 Who is making thy border peace, [With] the fat of wheat He satisfieth Thee.
He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate.
15 Who is sending forth His saying [on] earth, Very speedily doth His word run.
He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly.
16 Who is giving snow like wool, Hoar-frost as ashes He scattereth.
He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes.
17 Casting forth His ice like morsels, Before His cold who doth stand?
He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof?
18 He sendeth forth His word and melteth them, He causeth His wind to blow — the waters flow.
He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe.
19 Declaring His words to Jacob, His statutes and His judgments to Israel.
He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel.
20 He hath not done so to any nation, As to judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye Jah!
He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord.

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