King James Version

Psalm 147

1Praise ye the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.

The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.

He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.

He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.

Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.

The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.

Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:

Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.

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 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.

New International Reader's Version

Psalm 147

Psalm 147

Praise the Lord.

How good it is to sing praises to our God!
    How pleasant and right it is to praise him!

The Lord builds up Jerusalem.
    He gathers the scattered people of Israel.
He heals those who have broken hearts.
    He takes care of their wounds.

He decides how many stars there should be.
    He gives each one of them a name.
Great is our Lord. His power is mighty.
    There is no limit to his understanding.
The Lord gives strength to those who aren’t proud.
    But he throws evil people down to the ground.

Sing to the Lord and give him grateful praise.
    Make music to our God on the harp.
He covers the sky with clouds.
    He supplies the earth with rain.
    He makes grass grow on the hills.
He provides food for the cattle.
    He provides for the young ravens when they cry out.

10 He doesn’t take pleasure in the strength of horses.
    He doesn’t take delight in the strong legs of warriors.
11 The Lord takes delight in those who have respect for him.
    They put their hope in his faithful love.

12 Jerusalem, praise the Lord.
    Zion, praise your God.
13 He makes the metal bars of your gates stronger.
    He blesses the people who live inside you.
14 He keeps your borders safe and secure.
    He satisfies you with the finest wheat.

15 He sends his command to the earth.
    His word arrives there quickly.
16 He spreads the snow like wool.
    He scatters the frost like ashes.
17 He throws down his hail like pebbles.
    No one can stand his icy blast.
18 He gives his command, and the ice melts.
    He stirs up his winds, and the waters flow.

19 He has made his word known to the people of Jacob.
    He has made his laws and rules known to Israel.
20 He hasn’t done that for any other nation.
    They don’t know his laws.

Praise the Lord.