Psalm 147 | English Standard Version
New International Version
Psalm 147 | English Standard Version
He Heals the Brokenhearted
1Praise the Lord! For it is good to sing praises to our God; for it is pleasant,* and a song of praise is fitting.2The Lord builds up Jerusalem; he gathers the outcasts of Israel.3He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.4He determines the number of the stars; he gives to all of them their names.5Great is our Lord, and abundant in power; his understanding is beyond measure.6The Lord lifts up the humble;* he casts the wicked to the ground.7Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; make melody to our God on the lyre!8He covers the heavens with clouds; he prepares rain for the earth; he makes grass grow on the hills.9He gives to the beasts their food, and to the young ravens that cry.10His delight is not in the strength of the horse, nor his pleasure in the legs of a man,11but the Lord takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his steadfast love.12Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem! Praise your God, O Zion!13For he strengthens the bars of your gates; he blesses your children within you.14He makes peace in your borders; he fills you with the finest of the wheat.15He sends out his command to the earth; his word runs swiftly.16He gives snow like wool; he scatters frost like ashes.17He hurls down his crystals of ice like crumbs; who can stand before his cold?18He sends out his word, and melts them; he makes his wind blow and the waters flow.19He declares his word to Jacob, his statutes and rules* to Israel.20He has not dealt thus with any other nation; they do not know his rules.* Praise the Lord!
New International Version
1Praise the Lord.* How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and fitting to praise him!2The Lord builds up Jerusalem; he gathers the exiles of Israel.3He heals the broken-hearted and binds up their wounds.4He determines the number of the stars and 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 grateful praise; make music to our God on the harp.8He covers the sky with clouds; he supplies the earth with rain and makes grass grow on the hills.9He provides food for the cattle and for the young ravens when they call.10His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, nor his delight in the legs of the warrior;11the Lord delights in those who fear him, who put their hope in his unfailing love.12Extol the Lord, Jerusalem; praise your God, Zion.13He strengthens the bars of your gates and blesses your people within you.14He grants peace to your borders and satisfies you with the finest of wheat.15He sends his command to the earth; his word runs swiftly.16He spreads the snow like wool and scatters the frost like ashes.17He hurls down hail like pebbles. Who can withstand his icy blast?18He sends his word and melts them; he stirs up his breezes, and the waters flow.19He has revealed his word to Jacob, his laws and decrees to Israel.20He has done this for no other nation; they do not know his laws.* Praise the Lord.
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