Psalm CXLVII

1 HalleluYah! For it is good to sing praises to our Elohim. For it is pleasant – praise is fitting.

2 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 builds up Yerushalayim, He gathers the outcasts of Yisra’ĕl –

3 Heals the broken-hearted And binds up their wounds.

4 Appoints the number of the stars, He gives names to all of them.

5 Great is our Aḏon and mighty power, There is no limit to His understanding.

6 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 lifts up the meek ones; He throws the wicked down to the ground.

7 Respond to 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 with thanksgiving; Sing praises on a lyre to our Elohim,

8 Who covers the shamayim with clouds, Who prepares rain for the earth, Who makes grass to sprout on the mountains,

9 Giving to the beast its food, 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 a man.

11 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 takes pleasure in those who revere Him, In those who wait for His kindness.

12 Extol 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, O Yerushalayim! Praise your Elohim, O Tsiyon!

13 For He has strengthened the bars of your gates, He has baraḵ your children in your midst,

14 Who makes peace in your borders, He satisfies you with the finest wheat;

15 Who sends out His Command to the earth, His word runs very speedily;

16 Who gives snow like wool, He scatters the frost like ashes;

17 Throwing out His hail like pieces; Who stands before His cold?

18 He sends out His word and melts them, He causes His wind to blow – the waters flow;

19 Declaring His Word to Ya’aqoḇ, His Laws and His Right-Rulings to Yisra’ĕl.

20 He has not done so with any nation; And they have not known Right- Rulings! Hallelu-Yah!

TEHILLIM (Psalms) Chapter 147
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