PSALM 147
1Praise ye
the LORD: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is
pleasant; and praise is comely. 2 The LORD doth build up
Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel. 3 He
healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their woundsa. 4
He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their
names. 5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his
understanding is infinite. 6 The LORD lifteth up the meek:
he casteth the wicked down to the ground. 7 Sing unto the LORD
with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God: 8 Who
covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh
grass to grow upon the mountains. 9 He giveth to the beast his
food, and to the young ravens which cry. 10 He delighteth
not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 The LORD taketh pleasure in them that fear him, in those that
hope in his mercy.
12Praise
the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion. 13 For he hath
strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee. 14
He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest
of the wheat. 15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon
earth: his word runneth very swiftly. 16 He giveth snow like wool:
he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes. 17 He casteth forth his
ice like morsels: who can stand before his cold? 18 He sendeth out
his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters
flow. 19 He sheweth his wordb unto Jacob, his
statutes and his judgments unto Israel. 20 He hath not dealt so
with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them.
Praise ye the LORD.
The Holy Bible
King James Version
The Holy Bible : King James Version. 1995. Oak
Harbor, WA: Logos Research Systems, Inc.
a wounds:
Heb. griefs
b his
word: Heb. his words
