Psalm 147

Living Bible

147 Hallelujah! Yes, praise the Lord! How good it is to sing his praises! How delightful, and how right!

²He is rebuilding Jerusalem and bringing back the exiles. ³He heals the brokenhearted, binding up their wounds. ⁴He counts the stars and calls them all by name. ⁵How great he is! His power is absolute! His understanding is unlimited. ⁶The Lord supports the humble, but brings the wicked into the dust.

⁷Sing out your thanks to him; sing praises to our God, accompanied by harps. ⁸He covers the heavens with clouds, sends down the showers, and makes the green grass grow in mountain pastures. ⁹He feeds the wild animals, and the young ravens cry to him for food. ¹⁰The speed of a horse is nothing to him. How puny in his sight is the strength of a man. ¹¹But his joy is in those who reverence him, those who expect him to be loving and kind.

¹²Praise him, O Jerusalem! Praise your God, O Zion! ¹³For he has fortified your gates against all enemies and blessed your children. ¹⁴He sends peace across your nation and fills your barns with plenty of the finest wheat. ¹⁵He sends his orders to the world. How swiftly his word flies. ¹⁶He sends the snow in all its lovely whiteness, scatters the frost upon the ground, ¹⁷and hurls the hail upon the earth. Who can stand before his freezing cold? ¹⁸But then he calls for warmer weather, and the spring winds blow and all the river ice is broken. ¹⁹He has made known his laws and ceremonies of worship to Israel— ²⁰something he has not done with any other nation; they have not known his commands.