OEB - Psalms - 147

147:1  Hallelujah. It is good to sing praise to our God, for praise is sweet and seemly.

147:2  The Lord builds up Jerusalem, the outcasts of Israel he gathers.

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

147:4  He counts the numberless stars, he gives names to them all.

147:5  Great is our Lord, rich in power, and measureless is his wisdom.

147:6  The Lord lifts up the down-trodden, the wicked he brings to the ground.

147:7  Sing songs of thanks to the Lord, and play on the lyre to our God.

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

147:9  He gives the cattle their food the young ravens when they cry.

147:10  His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, his joy is not in the speed of a runner;

147:11  but the Lord has his pleasure in those who fear him, in those who wait for his kindness.

147:12  Praise the Lord, then, O Jerusalem: sing praise to your God, O Zion.

147:13  For he strengthens the bars of your gates, and blesses your children within you.

147:14  He brings peace to your borders, and choicest of wheat in abundance.

147:15  He sends his command to the earth: his word runs very swiftly.

147:16  Snow he gives like wool, frost he scatters like ashes.

147:17  He casts forth his ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold?

147:18  He sends forth his word, and melts them: his wind blows the waters flow.

147:19  He declares his word to Jacob, his statutes and judgments to Israel.

147:20  No other nation did he do this for, they know nothing of his judgments. Hallelujah.