Psalms 147:4-20

⁴He counts the stars, he gives names to all of them.

⁵Great is our Lord and awesome in power, his understanding cannot be measured.

⁶Yahweh lifts up the oppressed, he brings the wicked down to the ground.

⁷Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving, sing praises to our God with a harp.

⁸He covers the heavens with clouds and prepares rain for the earth, making the grass to grow on the mountains.

⁹He gives food to the animals and to the young ravens when they cry.

¹⁰He finds no delight in the strength of a horse, he takes no pleasure in the strong legs of a man.

¹¹Yahweh takes pleasure in those who honor him, who hope in his covenant faithfulness.

¹²Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem, praise your God, Zion.

¹³For he strengthens the bars of your gates, he blesses your children among you.

¹⁴He brings prosperity inside your borders, he satisfies you with the finest of wheat.

¹⁵He sends out his commandment to earth, his command runs very swiftly.

¹⁶He makes the snow like wool, he scatters the frost like ashes.

¹⁷He dispenses the hail like crumbs, who can withstand the cold he sends?

¹⁸He sends out his command and melts them, he makes the wind to blow and the water to flow.

¹⁹He proclaimed his word to Jacob, his statutes and his righteous decrees to Israel.

²⁰He has not done so with any other nation, and as for his decrees, they do not know them. Praise Yahweh.