Psalms 147

1 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem: praise thy God, O Sion. 2 Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates, he hath blessed thy children within thee. 3 Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn. 4 Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: his word runneth swiftly. 5 Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes. 6 He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold? 7 He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run. 8 Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel. 9 He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.