Psalm 147 King James Version

Praise for the LORD's Favor to Jerusalem

147 1  Praise 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 wounds. [1] 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.

12  Praise 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 word [2] 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.


[1] 147:3 wounds: Heb. griefs

[2] 147:19 his word: Heb. his words

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