Psalms - Chapter 147

1Praise ye Jah! For `it is' good to praise our God, For pleasant -- comely `is' praise. 2Building Jerusalem `is' Jehovah, The driven away of Israel He gathereth. 3Who is giving healing to the broken of heart, And is binding up their griefs. 4Appointing the number of the stars, To all them He giveth names. 5Great `is' our Lord, and abundant in power, Of His understanding there is no narration. 6Jehovah is causing the meek to stand, Making low the wicked unto the earth. 7Answer ye to Jehovah with thanksgiving, Sing ye to our God with a harp. 8Who is covering the heavens with clouds, Who is preparing for the earth rain, Who is causing grass to spring up `on' mountains, 9Giving to the beast its food, To the young of the ravens that call. 10Not in the might of the horse doth He delight, Not in the legs of a man is He pleased. 11Jehovah is pleased with those fearing Him, With those waiting for His kindness. 12Glorify, O Jerusalem, Jehovah, Praise thy God, O Zion. 13For He did strengthen the bars of thy gates, He hath blessed thy sons in thy midst. 14Who is making thy border peace, `With' the fat of wheat He satisfieth Thee. 15Who is sending forth His saying `on' earth, Very speedily doth His word run. 16Who is giving snow like wool, Hoar-frost as ashes He scattereth. 17Casting forth His ice like morsels, Before His cold who doth stand? 18He sendeth forth His word and melteth them, He causeth His wind to blow -- the waters flow. 19Declaring His words to Jacob, His statutes and His judgments to Israel. 20He hath not done so to any nation, As to judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye Jah!