Psalms 147

¹Praise ye the LORD! For it is good to sing praise to our God; For it is pleasant, and praise is becoming.

²The LORD buildeth up Jerusalem; He gathereth together the dispersed of Israel.

³He healeth the broken in heart, And bindeth up their wounds.

⁴He counteth the number of the stars; He calleth them all by their names.

⁵Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.

⁶The LORD lifteth up the lowly; He casteth the wicked down to the ground.

⁷Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; Sing praises upon the harp to our God!

⁸Who covereth the heavens with clouds, Who prepareth rain for the earth, Who causeth grass to grow upon the mountains.

⁹He giveth to the cattle their food. And to the young ravens, when they cry.

¹⁰He delighteth not in the strength of the horse, He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.

¹¹The LORD taketh pleasure in those who fear him, In those who trust in his mercy.

¹²Praise the LORD. O Jerusalem! Praise thy God, O Zion!

¹³For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; He hath blessed thy children within thee.

¹⁴He maketh peace in thy borders, And satisfieth thee with the finest of the wheat.

¹⁵He sendeth forth his command to the earth; His word runneth very swiftly.

¹⁶He giveth snow like wool, And scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes.

¹⁷He casteth forth his ice like morsels; Who can stand before his cold?

¹⁸He sendeth forth his word, and melteth them; He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

¹⁹He publisheth his word to Jacob, His statutes and laws to Israel.

²⁰He hath dealt in this manner with no other nation; And, as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD!

¹Praise ye the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.

²The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.

³He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

⁴He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.

⁵Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.

⁶The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

⁷Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:

⁸Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

⁹He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.

¹⁰He delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.

¹¹The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.

¹²Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.

¹³For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.

¹⁴He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.

¹⁵He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.

¹⁶He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.

¹⁷He casteth forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?

¹⁸He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

¹⁹He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.

²⁰He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the Lord.