Psalm 147

¹Hallelujah! How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and lovely to praise Him!

²The LORD builds up Jerusalem; He gathers the exiles of Israel.

³He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.

⁴He determines the number of the stars; He calls them each by name.

⁵Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding has no limit.

⁶The LORD sustains the humble, but casts the wicked to the ground.

⁷Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving; make music on the harp to our God,

⁸who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow on the hills.

⁹He provides food for the animals, and for the young ravens when they call.

¹⁰He does not delight in the strength of the horse; He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.

¹¹The LORD is pleased with those who fear Him, who hope in His loving devotion.

¹²Exalt the LORD, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Zion!

¹³For He strengthens the bars of your gates and blesses the children within you.

¹⁴He makes peace at your borders; He fills you with the finest wheat.

¹⁵He sends forth His command to the earth; His word runs swiftly.

¹⁶He spreads the snow like wool; He scatters the frost like ashes;

¹⁷He casts forth His hail like pebbles. Who can withstand His icy blast?

¹⁸He sends forth His word and melts them; He unleashes His winds, and the waters flow.

¹⁹He declares His word to Jacob, His statutes and judgments to Israel.

²⁰He has done this for no other nation; they do not know His judgments. Hallelujah!