Psalms 147
1 Hallelujah! How good it is to sing to our God, for praise is pleasant and lovely.
2 The LORD rebuilds Jerusalem; he gathers Israel’s exiled people.
3 He heals the brokenhearted and bandages their wounds.
4 He counts the number of the stars; he gives names to all of them.
5 Our Lord is great, vast in power; his understanding is infinite.
6 The LORD helps the oppressed but brings the wicked to the ground.
7 Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; play the lyre to our God,
8 who covers the sky with clouds, prepares rain for the earth, and causes grass to grow on the hills.
9 He provides the animals with their food, and the young ravens, what they cry for.
10 He is not impressed by the strength of a horse; he does not value the power of a warrior.
11 The LORD values those who fear him, those who put their hope in his faithful love.
12 Exalt the LORD, Jerusalem; praise your God, Zion!
13 For he strengthens the bars of your city gates and blesses your children within you.
14 He endows your territory with prosperity; he satisfies you with the finest wheat.
15 He sends his command throughout the earth; his word runs swiftly.
16 He spreads snow like wool; he scatters frost like ashes;
17 he throws his hailstones like crumbs. Who can withstand his cold?
18 He sends his word and melts them; he unleashes his winds, and the water flows.
19 He declares his word to Jacob, his statutes and judgments to Israel.
20 He has not done this for every nation; they do not know his judgments. Hallelujah!