Psalms 147

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

²⁰ He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia. [17] "He sendeth his crystal" : That is, his ice. Some understand it of hail, which is, as it were, ice, divided into particles or morsels. Book of Psalms next > Psalm 147 next > TOP OF PAGE side_ads("../") var sc_project = 12672635; var sc_invisible = 1; var sc_security = "b8696459";