147 Praise Yah.^[a]
For it is good to sing praises to our God;
for it is pleasant; praise is fitting.
² Yahweh is building Jerusalem;
he gathers the scattered ones of Israel.
³ He is the one who heals the brokenhearted,
and binds up their wounds.
⁴ He counts the number of the stars;
he gives names to all of them.
⁵ Great is our Lord, and abundant in power;
his understanding is unlimited.
⁶ Yahweh helps the afflicted up;
he brings the wicked down to the ground.
⁷ Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving;
sing praises to our God with lyre,
⁸ who covers the heavens with clouds,
who provides rain for the earth,
who causes grass to grow on the mountains.
⁹ He gives to the animal its food,
and to the young ravens that cry.
¹⁰ He does not delight in the strength of the horse;
he takes no pleasure in the legs of the man.
¹¹ Yahweh takes pleasure in those who fear him,
the ones who hope^[b] for his loyal love.
¹² Laud Yahweh, O Jerusalem;
praise your God, O Zion,
¹³ for he strengthens the bars of your gates.
He blesses your children within you;
¹⁴ he makes your border peaceful;
he satisfies you with the finest of wheat.^[c]
15 He sends out his command^[d] to the earth;
his word runs swiftly.
¹⁶ He gives snow like wool;
he scatters frost like ashes;
¹⁷ he throws his hail like crumbs.
Who can stand before his cold?^[e]
18 He sends out his word and melts them;
he blows his breath, the water flows.
¹⁹ He declares his word to Jacob,
his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
²⁰ He has not done so for any nation,
and they do not know his ordinances.
Praise Yah.^[f]