en_RV1895 - Psa 147 - Ozzuu Bible

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

⁴ He telleth the number of the stars; he giveth them all their names

⁵ Great is our Lord, And mighty in power; his understanding is infinite

⁶ The LORD upholdeth the meek: He bringeth the wicked down to the ground

⁷ Sing unto the LORD with thanksgiving; sing praises 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 no 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; he filleth thee with the finest of the wheat

¹⁵ He sendeth out his commandment upon earth; his word runneth very swiftly

¹⁶ He giveth snow like wool; he scattereth the hoar frost 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 unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgements unto Israel

²⁰ He hath not dealt so with any nation: : And as for his judgements, they have not known them. Praise ye the LORD.