NHEBME - Psalms - 147

147:1  Praise Yah, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.

147:2  The Lord builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.

147:3  He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.

147:4  He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.

147:5  Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.

147:6  The Lord upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the ground.

147:7  Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to our God,

147:8  who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.

147:9  He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.

147:10  He doesn't delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.

147:11  The Lord takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his loving kindness.

147:12  Praise the Lord, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!

147:13  For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has blessed your children within you.

147:14  He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest of the wheat.

147:15  He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very swiftly.

147:16  He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.

147:17  He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?

147:18  He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

147:19  He shows his word to Jacob; his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.

147:20  He has not done this for just any nation. They do not know his ordinances. Praise Yah!