Psalms 147

¹²Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem: praise thy God, O Sion.

¹³Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates, he hath blessed thy children within thee.

¹⁴Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn.

¹⁵Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: his word runneth swiftly.

¹⁶Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes.

¹⁷He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?

¹⁸He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.

¹⁹Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel.

²⁰He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.