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Psalm 147
Psalm 147
1 Praise ye the Lord: for it is good to sing praises unto our God; for it is pleasant; and praise is comely.
2 The Lord doth build up Jerusalem: he gathereth together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He telleth the number of the stars; he calleth them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and of great power: his understanding is infinite.
6 The Lord lifteth up the meek: he casteth the wicked down to the ground.
7 Sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving; sing praise upon the harp unto our God:
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh grass to grow upon the mountains.
9 He giveth to the beast his food, and to the young ravens which cry.
10 He 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 fear him, in those that hope in his mercy.
12 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem; praise thy God, O Zion.
13 For he hath strengthened the bars of thy gates; he hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He maketh peace in thy borders, and filleth thee with the finest of the wheat.
15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth: his word runneth very swiftly.
16 He giveth snow like wool: he scattereth the hoarfrost like ashes.
17 He casteth forth his ice 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 He sheweth his word unto Jacob, his statutes and his judgments unto Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation: and as for his judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye the Lord.
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Verse 1
<html><b>For it is good to sing</b> For it is good to sing to Him.</html>
Verse 9
<html><b>its food</b> Heb. לחמה, lit. its bread. <b>to the young ravens</b> Our Sages explained that he [the raven] is cruel to his offspring, and the Holy One, blessed be He, has pity on them and prepares for them gnats from their excrement, which enter their mouths.</html>
Verse 10
<html><b>He does not desire the might of the horse</b> [i.e.,] the Holy One, blessed be He. <b>nor does He take pleasure in the legs of man</b> nor does He want the swiftness of the running of the legs of man.</html>
Verse 14
<html><b>the best of the wheat</b> Heb. חלב, lit. fat. The best, fat wheat kernels.</html>
Verse 16
<html><b>hoarfrost</b> Heb. כפור, jelede in Old French.</html>
Verse 17
<html><b>He hurls His ice like crumbs</b> The water congeals and becomes crumbs. [According to] Midrash Aggadah: <b>like crumbs</b> Everything [is] according to the burden of the people: the poor manaccording to his lack of clothing, He is lenient with him. <b>who can stand</b> that he should not become chilled from His cold?</html>
Verse 18
<html><b>He sends His word and melts them</b> those crumbs. <b>He blows His wind</b> The west wind, to get rid of the ice, and water runs.</html>