1 O praise the Lord, for it is a good thing to sing praises unto our God : yea, a joyful and pleasant thing it is to be thankful.
2 The Lord doth build up Jerusalem : and gather together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He healeth those that are broken in heart : and bindeth up their wounds.
4 He telleth the number of the stars : and calleth them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord and great is his power : yea and his wisdom is infinite.
6 The Lord setteth up the meek : and bringeth the ungodly down to the ground.
7 O sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving : sing praises upon the harp unto our God;
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, and prepareth rain for the earth : and maketh the grass to grow upon the mountains, and herb for the use of men;
9 Who giveth fodder unto the cattle : and feedeth the young ravens that call upon him.
10 He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse : neither delighteth he in any man's legs.
11 But the Lord's delight is in them that fear him : and put their trust in his mercy.
12 Praise the Lord O Jerusalem : praise thy God O Sion.
13 For he hath made fast the bars of thy gates : and hath blessed thy children within thee.
14 He maketh peace in thy borders : and filleth thee with the flour of wheat.
15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth : and his word runneth very swiftly.
16 He giveth snow like wool : and scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes.
17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels : who is able to abide his frost?
18 He sendeth out his word and melteth them : he bloweth with his wind and the waters flow.
19 He showeth his word unto Jacob : his statutes and ordinances unto Israel.
20 He hath not dealt so with any nation : neither have they knowledge of his laws.