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Psalmes 147

0 1 The Prophet exhorteth to praise God, for his care of the Church: 4 his power, 6 and his mercy: 7 To praise him for his prouidence: 12 To praise him for his blessings vpon the kingdome: 15 for his power ouer the Meteors: 19 and for his ordinances in the Church. CXLVII ¶ Praise ye the LORD: for it is good to sing praises vnto our God: for it is pleasant, and praise is comely. 2 The LORD doeth build vp Ierusalem: he gathereth together the out-casts of Israel. 3 [fn]Hee healeth the broken in heart: and bindeth vp their wounds. 4 He telleth the number of the stars: he calleth them all by their names. 5 [fn]Great is our LORD, and of great power: his vnderstanding is infinite. 6 The LORD lifteth vp the meeke: hee casteth the wicked downe to the ground. 7 Sing vnto the LORD with thankesgiuing: sing prayse vpon the harpe vnto our God: 8 Who couereth the heauen with cloudes, who prepareth raine for the earth: who maketh grasse to growe vpon the mountaines. 9 [fn]He giueth to the beast his foode: and to the yong rauens which crie. 10 Hee delighteth not in the strength of the horse: he taketh not pleasure in the legs of a man. 11 The LORD taketh pleasure in them that feare him: in those that hope in his mercie. 12 Praise the LORD, O Ierusalem: praise thy God, O Zion. 13 For hee hath strengthened the barres of thy gates: hee hath blessed thy children within thee. 14 [fn][fn]He maketh peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the finest of the wheate. 15 He sendeth forth his commandement vpon earth: his word runneth very swiftly. 16 He giueth snow like wooll: he scattereth the hoare frost like ashes. 17 He casteth forth his yce like morsels: who can stand before his cold? 18 He sendeth out his word, and melteth them: he causeth his wind to blow, and the waters flow. 19 [fn]He sheweth his word vnto Iacob: his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel. 20 He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his iudgements, they haue not knowen them. Praise yee the LORD.

147:3 Heb. griefs.

147:5 Heb. of his vnderstanding there is no number.

147:9 Iob 39. 3. psal.104. 27.28.

147:14 Heb. who maketh thy border peace

147:14 Heb. fat of wheate.

147:19 Heb. his words.