Psalm 147
1 Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias. Praise ye the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
4 He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground.
7 Begin the song with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God:
8 who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who causes grass to spring up on the mountains, {See Ps 104:14} and green herb for the service of men;
9 and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him.
10 He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man.
11 The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.
12 {\i Alleluia, a Psalm of Aggaeus and Zacharias.} Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Sion.
13 For he has strengthened the bars of thy gates; he has blessed thy children within thee.
14 He makes thy borders peaceful, and fills thee with the {Lit. fat of wheat} flour of wheat.
15 He sends his oracle to the earth: his word will run swiftly.
16 He gives snow like wool: he scatters the mist like ashes.
17 Casting forth his ice like morsels: who shall stand before his cold?
18 He shall send out his word, and melt them: he shall blow with his wind, and the waters shall flow.
19 He sends his word to Jacob, his ordinances and judgements to Israel.
20 He has not done so to {Gr. every} any other nation; and he has not shewn them his judgements.