Psalm 147

Psalm CXLVII.

^aPraise ye the Lord:

For ^bit is good to sing praises unto our God;

^cFor it is pleasant; and ^dpraise is comely.

^2eThe Lord doth build up Jerusalem:

He ^fgathereth together ^gthe outcasts of Israel.

^3hHe healeth ⁱthe broken in heart,

And ^kbindeth up their wounds.

^4lHe telleth the number of the stars;

^mHe calleth them all by their names.

^5uGreat is our Lord, and ^oof great power:

^pHis understanding is infinite.

^6qThe Lord ^rlifteth up the meek:

He casteth the wicked down to the ground.

^7sSing unto the Lord with thanksgiving;

Sing praise upon the ^tharp unto our God:

⁸Who covereth the heaven with clouds,

^uWho prepareth rain for the earth,

^vWho maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

^9wHe giveth to the beast his food,

And ^xto the young ravens which cry.

¹⁰He delighteth not in the strength of ^ythe horse:

He taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man.

^11zThe Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him,

^aIn those that hope in his mercy.

¹²Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem;

Praise thy God, O Zion.

¹³For he hath strengthened ^bthe bars of thy gates;

He hath blessed thy children within thee.

^14cHe maketh peace in thy borders,

And ^dfilleth thee with the finest of the wheat.

^15eHe sendeth forth his commandment upon earth:

His word runneth very swiftly.

¹⁶He giveth ^fsnow like wool:

He ^gscattereth the ^hhoarfrost like ashes.

¹⁷He casteth forth his ^hiice like morsels:

Who can stand before his ⁱcold?

^18kHe sendeth out his word, and melteth them:

He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.

^19lHe sheweth his word unto Jacob,

^mHis statutes and his judgments unto Israel.

²⁰ⁿHe hath not dealt so with any nation:

And as for his ^ojudgments, they have not known them.

^pPraise ye the Lord.