PsalmsChapter 147

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¹Hallelujah!
How good it is to sing praises to our God!
How pleasant and lovely it is to praise him! ²The LORD builds up Jerusalem.
He gathers the people of Israel who were sent away. ³He heals those whose hearts are broken.
He bandages their wounds. ⁴He decides how many stars there are.
He calls each one by name. ⁵Our Lord is great and mighty in power.
There is no limit to what he understands. ⁶The LORD holds up the humble.
But he throws the wicked to the ground. ⁷Sing to the LORD with thanks.
Make music on the harp to our God. ⁸He covers the sky with clouds.
He gets rain ready for the earth.
He makes grass grow on the hills. ⁹He gives food to the animals,
and to the young ravens when they call. ¹⁰He does not delight in the strength of the horse.
He takes no pleasure in a man's strong legs. ¹¹The LORD is pleased with those who fear him,
with those who hope in his faithful love. ¹²Jerusalem, lift up the LORD!
Zion, praise your God! ¹³For he makes the bars of your gates strong.
He blesses your children inside you. ¹⁴He brings peace to your borders.
He fills you with the finest wheat. ¹⁵He sends out his command to the earth.
His word runs fast. ¹⁶He spreads the snow like wool.
He scatters the frost like ashes. ¹⁷He throws down his hail like small stones.
Who can stand up to his icy cold? ¹⁸He sends out his word and melts them.
He lets his winds blow, and the waters flow. ¹⁹He tells his word to Jacob.
He tells his laws and rulings to Israel. ²⁰He has not done this for any other nation.
They do not know his rulings.
Hallelujah!