Psalms 146
1Praise you⌃ the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; let praise be sweetly sung to our God. 1
2The Lord builds up Jerusalem; and he will gather together the dispersed of Israel. 1
3He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds. 1
4He numbers the multitudes of stars; and calls them all by names. 1
5Great is our Lord, and great is his strength; and his understanding is infinite. 1
6The Lord lifts up the meek; but brings sinners down to the ground. 1
7Begin the song with thanksgiving to the Lord; sing praises on the harp to our God: 1
8who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who causes grass to spring up on the mountains, [ + 146:8 See Ps 103 (104) 14. and green herb for the service of men;] 1
9and gives cattle their food, and to the young ravens that call upon him. 1
10He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse; neither is he well-pleased with the legs of a man. 1
11The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him, and in all that hope in his mercy.