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Psa 147:1 |
Praise the Lord. [fn] How good it is to sing praises to our God, how pleasant and fitting to praise him! |
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Psa 147:2 |
The Lord builds up Jerusalem; he gathers the exiles of Israel. |
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Psa 147:3 |
He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. |
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Psa 147:4 |
He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name. |
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Psa 147:5 |
Great is our Lord and mighty in power; his understanding has no limit. |
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Psa 147:6 |
The Lord sustains the humble but casts the wicked to the ground. |
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Psa 147:7 |
Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; make music to our God on the harp. |
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Psa 147:8 |
He covers the sky with clouds; he supplies the earth with rain and makes grass grow on the hills. |
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Psa 147:9 |
He provides food for the cattle and for the young ravens when they call. |
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Psa 147:10 |
His pleasure is not in the strength of the horse, nor his delight in the legs of a man; |
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Psa 147:11 |
the Lord delights in those who fear him, who put their hope in his unfailing love. |
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Psa 147:12 |
Extol the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise your God, O Zion, |
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Psa 147:13 |
for he strengthens the bars of your gates and blesses your people within you. |
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Psa 147:14 |
He grants peace to your borders and satisfies you with the finest of wheat. |
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Psa 147:15 |
He sends his command to the earth; his word runs swiftly. |
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Psa 147:16 |
He spreads the snow like wool and scatters the frost like ashes. |
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Psa 147:17 |
He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can withstand his icy blast? |
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Psa 147:18 |
He sends his word and melts them; he stirs up his breezes, and the waters flow. |
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Psa 147:19 |
He has revealed his word to Jacob, his laws and decrees to Israel. |
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Psa 147:20 |
He has done this for no other nation; they do not know his laws. Praise the Lord. |
NIV Footnotes:
- (147:1) Hebrew Hallelu Yah; also in verse 20






















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