Psalm 147

He Heals the Brokenhearted

1  Praise the Lord!
For it is good to sing praises to our God;
for it is pleasant,t and a song of praise is fitting.
2  The Lord builds up Jerusalem;
he gathers the outcasts of Israel.
3  He heals the brokenhearted
and binds up their wounds.
4  He determines the number of the stars;
he gives to all of them their names.
5  Great is our Lord, and abundant in power;
his understanding is beyond measure.
6  The Lord lifts up the humble;t
he casts the wicked to the ground.

7  Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving;
make melody to our God on the lyre!
8  He covers the heavens with clouds;
he prepares rain for the earth;
he makes grass grow on the hills.
9  He gives to the beasts their food,
and to the young ravens that cry.
10  His delight is not in the strength of the horse,
nor his pleasure in the legs of a man,
11  but the Lord takes pleasure in those who fear him,
in those who hope in his steadfast love.

12  Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem!
Praise your God, O Zion!
13  For he strengthens the bars of your gates;
he blesses your children within you.
14  He makes peace in your borders;
he fills you with the finest of the wheat.
15  He sends out his command to the earth;
his word runs swiftly.
16  He gives snow like wool;
he scatters hoarfrost like ashes.
17  He hurls down his crystals of ice like crumbs;
who can stand before his cold?
18  He sends out his word, and melts them;
he makes his wind blow and the waters flow.
19  He declares his word to Jacob,
his statutes and rulest to Israel.
20  He has not dealt thus with any other nation;
they do not know his rules.t
Praise the Lord!

Psalm 147

1 Praise ye Jehovah; For it is good to sing praises unto our God; For it is pleasant, and praise is comely.

2 Jehovah 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 counteth the number of the stars; He calleth them all by their names.

5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.

6 Jehovah upholdeth the meek: He bringeth the wicked down to the ground.

7 Sing unto Jehovah with thanksgiving; Sing praises upon the harp unto our God,

8 Who covereth the heavens 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 Jehovah taketh pleasure in them that fear him, In those that hope in his lovingkindness.

12 Praise Jehovah, 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 showeth his word unto Jacob, His statutes and his ordinances unto Israel.

20 He hath not dealt so with any nation; And as for his ordinances, they have not known them. Praise ye Jehovah.