Psalms 147

¹ Al eluia! Praise Yahweh -- it is good to sing psalms to our God -- how pleasant to praise him.

² Yahweh, Builder of Jerusalem! He gathers together the exiles of Israel,

³ healing the broken-hearted and binding up their wounds;

⁴ he counts out the number of the stars, and gives each one of them a name.

⁵ Our Lord is great, al -powerful, his wisdom beyond al telling.

⁶ Yahweh sustains the poor, and humbles the wicked to the ground.

⁷ Sing to Yahweh in thanksgiving, play the harp for our God.

⁸ He veils the sky with clouds, and provides the earth with rain, makes grass grow on the hills andplants for people to use,

⁹ gives fodder to cattle and to young ravens when they cry.

¹⁰ He takes no delight in the power of horses, no pleasure in human sturdiness;

¹¹ his pleasure is in those who fear him, in those who hope in his faithful love.

¹² Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem, Zion, praise your God.

¹³ For he gives strength to the bars of your gates, he blesses your children within you,

¹⁴ he maintains the peace of your frontiers, gives you your fil of finest wheat.

¹⁵ He sends his word to the earth, his command runs quickly,

¹⁶ he spreads the snow like flax, strews hoarfrost like ashes,

¹⁷ he sends ice-crystals like breadcrumbs, and who can withstand that cold?

¹⁸ When he sends his word it thaws them, when he makes his wind blow, the waters are unstopped.

¹⁹ He reveals his word to Jacob, his statutes and judgements to Israel.

²⁰ For no other nation has he done this, no other has known his judgements.