Rotherham - Psalms - 147

147:1  Praise ye Yah, For it is good, to make melody to our GOD,—For it is delightful, seemly is praise!

147:2  Yahweh, is building Jerusalem, The outcasts of Israel, will he gather together.

147:3  He is healing the broken in heart,—and binding up their hurts.

147:4  Counting the number of the stars, To all of them—names, he giveth.

147:5  Great is our Lord, and of abounding strength, And, his knowledge, cannot be expressed.

147:6  Yahweh, relieveth the humbled! casting the lawless down to the earth.

147:7  Respond to Yahweh with thanksgiving, Make melody to our God with the lyre.

147:8  Who covereth the heavens with clouds, preparing rain for the earth, who causeth the mountains to sprout grass:

147:9  Giving, to the beast, its food, to the young ravens, when they cry.

147:10  Not in the strength of the horse, doth he delight, Not in the legs of a man, hath he pleasure:

147:11  Yahweh, hath pleasure, in them who revere him, in them who wait for his lovingkindness.

147:12  Laud thou, O Jerusalem, Yahweh, Praise thy God, O Zion:

147:13  For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy children in thy midst:

147:14  Who maketh thy boundaries to be peace, With the marrow of wheat, doth he satisfy thee:

147:15  Who sendeth his utterance to the earth, How swiftly, runneth his word!

147:16  Who giveth snow like wool, Hoar-frost—like ashes, he scattereth:

147:17  Casting forth his ice like crumbs, Before his cold, who can stand?

147:18  He sendeth forth his word and melteth them, He causeth his wind to blow, the waters, stream along:

147:19  Declaring his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his regulations, unto Israel.

147:20  He hath not dealt so with any nation, and, his regulations, he maketh not known to them. Praise ye Yah!