Psalms, Chapter 147

 

1Hallelujah!

I

How good to sing praise to our God;

how pleasant to give fitting praise.^a

2The LORD rebuilds Jerusalem,

and gathers the dispersed of Israel,^b

3Healing the brokenhearted,

and binding up their wounds.^c

4He numbers the stars,

and gives to all of them their names.^d

5Great is our Lord, vast in power,

with wisdom beyond measure.^e

6The LORD gives aid to the poor,

but casts the wicked to the ground.^f

II

7Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving;

with the lyre make music to our God,^g

8^*Who covers the heavens with clouds,

provides rain for the earth,

makes grass sprout on the mountains,^h

9Who gives animals their food

and young ravens what they cry for.ⁱ

10^*He takes no delight in the strength of horses,

no pleasure in the runner's stride.^j

11Rather the LORD takes pleasure in those who fear him,

those who put their hope in his mercy.

III

12Glorify the LORD, Jerusalem;

Zion, offer praise to your God,

13For he has strengthened the bars of your gates,

blessed your children within you.^k

14He brings peace to your borders,

and satisfies you with finest wheat.^l

15^*He sends his command to earth;

his word runs swiftly!^m

16Thus he makes the snow like wool,

and spreads the frost like ash;ⁿ

17He disperses hail like crumbs.

Who can withstand his cold?

18Yet when again he issues his command, it melts them;

he raises his winds and the waters flow.

19He proclaims his word to Jacob,

his statutes and laws to Israel.^o

20He has not done this for any other nation;

of such laws they know nothing.

Hallelujah!