Psalm 147 147 1Praise the Lord. How good it is to sing praises to our God! How pleasant and right it is to praise him! 2The Lord builds up Jerusalem. He gathers the scattered people of Israel. 3He heals those who have broken hearts. He takes care of their wounds. 4He decides how many stars there should be. He gives each one of them a name. 5Great is our Lord. His power is mighty. There is no limit to his understanding. 6The Lord gives strength to those who aren’t proud. But he throws evil people down to the ground. 7Sing to the Lord and give thanks to him. Make music to our God on the harp. 8He covers the sky with clouds. He supplies the earth with rain. He makes grass grow on the hills. 9He provides food for the cattle. He provides for the young ravens when they cry out. 10He doesn’t take pleasure in the strength of horses. He doesn’t take delight in the strong legs of men. 11The Lord takes delight in those who have respect for him. They put their hope in his faithful love. 12Jerusalem, praise the Lord. Zion, praise your God. 13He makes the bars of your gates stronger. He blesses the people who live inside you. 14He keeps your borders safe and secure. He satisfies you with the finest wheat. 15He sends his command to the earth. His word arrives there quickly. 16He spreads the snow like wool. He scatters the frost like ashes. 17He throws down his hail like small stones. No one can stand his icy blast. 18He gives his command, and the ice melts. He stirs up his winds, and the waters flow. 19He has made his word known to the people of Jacob. He has made his laws and rules known to Israel. 20He hasn’t done that for any other nation. They don’t know his laws. Praise the Lord.
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