Psalm 147

Psalm 147

¹Praise the Lord.

How good it is to sing praises to our God!

How pleasant and right it is to praise him!

²The Lord builds up Jerusalem.

He gathers the scattered people of Israel.

³He heals those who have broken hearts.

He takes care of their wounds.

⁴He decides how many stars there should be.

He gives each one of them a name.

⁵Great is our Lord. His power is mighty.

There is no limit to his understanding.

⁶The Lord gives strength to those who aren’t proud.

But he throws evil people down to the ground.

⁷Sing to the Lord and give thanks to him.

Make music to our God on the harp.

⁸He covers the sky with clouds.

He supplies the earth with rain.

He makes grass grow on the hills.

⁹He provides food for the cattle.

He provides for the young ravens when they cry out.

¹⁰He doesn’t take pleasure in the strength of horses.

He doesn’t take delight in the strong legs of men.

¹¹The Lord takes delight in those who have respect for him.

They put their hope in his faithful love.

¹²Jerusalem, praise the Lord.

Zion, praise your God.

¹³He makes the bars of your gates stronger.

He blesses the people who live inside you.

¹⁴He keeps your borders safe and secure.

He satisfies you with the finest wheat.

¹⁵He sends his command to the earth.

His word arrives there quickly.

¹⁶He spreads the snow like wool.

He scatters the frost like ashes.

¹⁷He throws down his hail like small stones.

No one can stand his icy blast.

¹⁸He gives his command, and the ice melts.

He stirs up his winds, and the waters flow.

¹⁹He has made his word known to the people of Jacob.

He has made his laws and rules known to Israel.

²⁰He hasn’t done that for any other nation.

They don’t know his laws.

Praise the Lord.