Psalm 147
or Coverdale
Laudate Dominum

¹Hallelujah!
How good it is to sing praises to our God! *
how pleasant it is to honor him with praise!
²The Lord rebuilds Jerusalem; *
he gathers the exiles of Israel.
³He heals the brokenhearted *
and binds up their wounds.
⁴He counts the number of the stars *
and calls them all by their names.
⁵Great is our Lord and mighty in power; *
there is no limit to his wisdom.
⁶The Lord lifts up the lowly, *
but casts the wicked to the ground.
⁷Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving; *
make music to our God upon the harp.
⁸He covers the heavens with clouds *
and prepares rain for the earth;
⁹He makes grass to grow upon the mountains *
and green plants to serve mankind.
¹⁰He provides food for flocks and herds *
and for the young ravens when they cry.
¹¹He is not impressed by the might of a horse; *
he has no pleasure in the strength of a man;
¹²But the Lord has pleasure in those who fear him, *
in those who await his gracious favor.
¹³Worship the Lord, O Jerusalem; *
praise your God, O Zion;
¹⁴For he has strengthened the bars of your gates; *
he has blessed your children within you.
¹⁵He has established peace on your borders; *
he satisfies you with the finest wheat.
¹⁶He sends out his command to the earth, *
and his word runs very swiftly.
¹⁷He gives snow like wool; *
he scatters hoarfrost like ashes.
¹⁸He scatters his hail like bread crumbs; *
who can stand against his cold?
¹⁹He sends forth his word and melts them; *
he blows with his wind, and the waters flow.
²⁰He declares his word to Jacob, *
his statutes and his judgments to Israel.
²¹He has not done so to any other nation; *
to them he has not revealed his judgments.
Hallelujah!