Psalm 147. Laudate Dominum.

1. PRAISE the Lord, for it is a good thing to sing praises unto our God; *
   yea, a joyful and pleasant thing it is to be thankful.
2. The Lord doth build up Jerusalem, *
   and gather together the outcasts of Israel.
3. He healeth those that are broken in heart, *
   and giveth medicine to heal their sickness.
4. He telleth the number of the stars, *
   and calleth them all by their names.
5. Great is our Lord, and great is his power; *
   yea, and his wisdom is infinite.
6. The Lord setteth up the meek, *
   and bringeth the ungodly down to the ground.
7. O sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; *
   sing praises upon the harp unto our God:
8. Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for the earth; *
   and maketh the grass to grow upon the mountains, and herb for the use of men;
9. Who giveth fodder unto the cattle, *
   and feedeth the young ravens that call upon him.
10. He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse; *
    neither delighteth he in any man's legs.
11. But the Lord's delight is in them that fear him, *
    and put their trust in his mercy.
12. Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; *
    praise thy God, O Sion.
13. For he hath made fast the bars of thy gates, *
    and hath blessed thy children within thee.
14. He maketh peace in thy borders, *
    and filleth thee with the flour of wheat.
15. He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth, *
    and his word runneth very swiftly.
16. He giveth snow like wool, *
    and scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17. He casteth forth his ice like morsels: *
    who is able to abide his frost?
18. He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: *
    he bloweth with his wind, and the waters flow.
19. He showeth his word unto Jacob, *
    his statutes and ordinances unto Israel.
20. He hath not dealt so with any nation; *
    neither have the heathen knowledge of his laws.