Psalm 147

Abraham Coles

2 He rebuilds Jerusalem:
Back from exile Israel brings:
3 He the broken-hearted heals,
And relieves their sufferings.

4 Tells the number and the names
Of th'uncounted stars of night;
5 Great and mighty is our Lord
And His knowledge infinite.

6 He the lowly raises up,
Casts the wicked to the ground;
7 With thanksgiving sing to Him,
On the harp His praise resound.

8 He the heaven o'erspreads with clouds.
For the earth preparing rain;
And He makes the grass to grow
On the mountain and the plain.

9 To the beast He gives his food;
Answers the young raven's cry;
10 Him nor strength of horse nor man
Pleases — foot nor cavalry.

11 He is pleased with them who fear,
Them that in His mercy hope;
He will make them wise and strong
With the enemy to cope.

12 Praise the Lord, Jerusalem!
Praise thy God, O Zion! He
13 Strengthened has thy gates, thy sons
Blest has in the midst of thee

14 Peace He in thy borders makes;
Fills thee with the fat of wheat;
15 His commandment sends He forth,
Runs His word on swiftest feet.

16 Snow He gives like wool: hoar frost
Spreads like ashes o'er the land;
17 He His ice, like crumbs, casts forth —
Who before His cold can stand?

18 He sends out His timely word.
Causes a warm wind to blow.
And He melts them, so again
The congealed waters flow.

19 He His word to Jacob shows,
Makes His laws to Israel known,
20 To no other nation He
Has such grace and favor shown.