Psalms 147
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PSALM 147
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
1Praise ye the Lord; for it is good
praise to our God to sing:
For it is pleasant, and to praise
it is a comely thing.
2God doth build up Jerusalem;
and he it is alone
That the dispers'd of Israel
doth gather into one.
3Those that are broken in their heart,
and grieved in their minds,
He healeth, and their painful wounds
he tenderly up-binds.
4He counts the number of the stars;
he names them ev'ry one.
5Great is our Lord, and of great pow'r;
his wisdom search can none.
6The Lord lifts up the meek; and casts
the wicked to the ground.
7Sing to the Lord, and give him thanks;
on harp his praises sound;
8Who covereth the heav'n with clouds,
who for the earth below
Prepareth rain, who maketh grass
upon the mountains grow.
9He gives the beast his food, he feeds
the ravens young that cry.
10His pleasure not in horses' strength,
nor in man's legs, doth lie.
11But in all those that do him fear
the Lord doth pleasure take;
In those that to his mercy do
by hope themselves betake.
12The Lord praise, O Jerusalem;
Sion, thy God confess:
13For thy gates' bars he maketh strong;
thy sons in thee doth bless.
14He in thy borders maketh peace;
with fine wheat filleth thee.
15He sends forth his command on earth,
his word runs speedily.
16Hoar-frost, like ashes, scatt'reth he;
like wool he snow doth give:
17Like morsels casteth forth his ice;
who in its cold can live?
18He sendeth forth his mighty word,
and melteth them again;
His wind he makes to blow,
and then the waters flow amain.
19The doctrine of his holy word
to Jacob he doth show;
His statutes and his judgments he
gives Israel to know.
20To any nation never he
such favour did afford;
For they his judgments have not known.
O do ye praise the Lord.
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Psalms 147
147
1Praise ye the LORD;
For it is good to sing praises unto our God;
For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.
2The LORD doth build up Jerusalem;
He gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3He healeth the broken in heart,
And bindeth up their wounds.
4He telleth the number of the stars;
He giveth them all their names.
5Great is our Lord, and mighty in power;
His understanding is infinite.
6The LORD upholdeth the meek:
He bringeth the wicked down to the ground.
7Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving;
Sing praises upon the harp unto our God:
8Who covereth the heaven with clouds,
Who prepareth rain for the earth,
Who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
9He giveth to the beast his food,
And to the young ravens which cry.
10He delighteth not in the strength of the horse:
He taketh no pleasure in the legs of a man.
11The LORD taketh pleasure in them that fear him,
In those that hope in his mercy.
12Praise the LORD, O Jerusalem;
Praise thy God, O Zion.
13For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates;
He hath blessed thy children within thee.
14He maketh peace in thy borders;
He filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15He sendeth out his commandment upon earth;
His word runneth very swiftly.
16He giveth snow like wool;
He scattereth the hoar frost like ashes.
17He casteth forth his ice like morsels:
Who can stand before his cold?
18He sendeth out his word, and melteth them:
He causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19He sheweth his word unto Jacob,
His statutes and his judgements unto Israel.
20He hath not dealt so with any nation:
And as for his judgements, they have not known them.
Praise ye the LORD.
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