Psalm 147  American Standard Version

^[a]147 Praise ye Jehovah;
^[b]For it is good to sing praises unto our God;
For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.
² Jehovah doth build up Jerusalem;
He gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
³ He healeth the broken in heart,
And bindeth up their ^[c]wounds.
⁴ He counteth the number of the stars;
He calleth them all by their names.
⁵ Great is our Lord, and mighty in power;
His understanding is infinite.
⁶ Jehovah upholdeth the meek:
He bringeth the wicked down to the ground.
⁷ Sing unto Jehovah with thanksgiving;
Sing praises upon the harp unto our God,
⁸ Who covereth the heavens with clouds,
Who prepareth rain for the earth,
Who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
⁹ 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 no pleasure in the legs of a man.
¹¹ Jehovah taketh pleasure in them that fear him,
In those that hope in his lovingkindness.
¹² Praise Jehovah, 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 ^[d]peace in thy borders;
He filleth thee with the ^[e]finest of the wheat.
¹⁵ He sendeth out his commandment upon earth;
His word runneth very swiftly.
¹⁶ He giveth snow like wool;
He scattereth the hoar-frost 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 showeth his word unto Jacob,
His statutes and his ordinances unto Israel.
²⁰ He hath not dealt so with any nation;
And as for his ordinances, they have not known them.
^[f]Praise ye Jehovah.