Psalms 147

1Alleluia, [a Psalm] of Aggæus and Zacharias. Praise ye the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God.

2The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.

3He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.

4He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.

5Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.

6The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.

7Begin [the song] with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:

8who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who causes grass to spring up on the mountains, [and green herb for the service of men;]

9and gives to cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.

10He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.

11The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.

12Alleluia, [a Psalm] of Aggæus and Zacharias. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.

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

14He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the flour of wheat.

15He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.

16He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.

17Casting [forth] his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?

18He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow [with] his wind, and the waters shall flow.

19He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgments to Israel.

20He has not done so to any [other] nation; and he has not shewn them his judgments.