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Psalm 147

Hallelujah!

It is good to sing psalms to our Elohim.
    It is pleasant to sing his praise beautifully.

Yahweh is the builder of Jerusalem.
    He is the one who gathers the outcasts of Israel together.
He is the Rophe of the brokenhearted.
    He is the one who bandages their wounds.
He determines the number of stars.
    He gives each one a name.
Our Adonay is great, and his power is great.
    There is no limit to his understanding.
Yahweh gives relief to those who are oppressed.
    He brings wicked people down to the ground.

Sing to Yahweh a song of thanksgiving.
    Make music to our Elohim with a lyre.
He covers the sky with clouds.
    He provides rain for the ground.
    He makes grass grow on the mountains.
He is the one who gives food to animals
    and to young ravens when they call out.
10 He finds no joy in strong horses,
    nor is he pleased by brave soldiers.
11 Yahweh is pleased with those who fear him,
    with those who wait with hope for his mercy.

12 Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem!
    Praise your Elohim, Zion!
13 He makes the bars across your gates strong.
    He blesses the children within you.
14 He is the one who brings peace to your borders
    and satisfies your hunger with the finest wheat.
15 He is the one who sends his promise throughout the earth.
    His word travels with great speed.
16 He is the one who sends snow like wool
    and scatters frost like ashes.
17 He is the one who throws his hailstones like breadcrumbs.
    Who can withstand his chilling blast?
18 He sends out his word and melts his hailstones.
    He makes wind blow and water flow.
19 He speaks his word to Jacob,
    his laws and judicial decisions to Israel.
20 He has done nothing like this for any other nation.
    The other nations do not know the decisions he has handed down.

Hallelujah!

Psalm 147

Praise the Lord.[a]

How good it is to sing praises to our God,
    how pleasant(A) and fitting to praise him!(B)

The Lord builds up Jerusalem;(C)
    he gathers the exiles(D) of Israel.
He heals the brokenhearted(E)
    and binds up their wounds.(F)
He determines the number of the stars(G)
    and calls them each by name.
Great is our Lord(H) and mighty in power;(I)
    his understanding has no limit.(J)
The Lord sustains the humble(K)
    but casts the wicked(L) to the ground.

Sing to the Lord(M) with grateful praise;(N)
    make music(O) to our God on the harp.(P)

He covers the sky with clouds;(Q)
    he supplies the earth with rain(R)
    and makes grass grow(S) on the hills.
He provides food(T) for the cattle
    and for the young ravens(U) when they call.

10 His pleasure is not in the strength(V) of the horse,(W)
    nor his delight in the legs of the warrior;
11 the Lord delights(X) in those who fear him,(Y)
    who put their hope(Z) in his unfailing love.(AA)

12 Extol the Lord, Jerusalem;(AB)
    praise your God, Zion.

13 He strengthens the bars of your gates(AC)
    and blesses your people(AD) within you.
14 He grants peace(AE) to your borders
    and satisfies you(AF) with the finest of wheat.(AG)

15 He sends his command(AH) to the earth;
    his word runs(AI) swiftly.
16 He spreads the snow(AJ) like wool
    and scatters the frost(AK) like ashes.
17 He hurls down his hail(AL) like pebbles.
    Who can withstand his icy blast?
18 He sends his word(AM) and melts them;
    he stirs up his breezes,(AN) and the waters flow.

19 He has revealed his word(AO) to Jacob,(AP)
    his laws and decrees(AQ) to Israel.
20 He has done this for no other nation;(AR)
    they do not know(AS) his laws.[b]

Praise the Lord.(AT)

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 147:1 Hebrew Hallelu Yah; also in verse 20
  2. Psalm 147:20 Masoretic Text; Dead Sea Scrolls and Septuagint nation; / he has not made his laws known to them

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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