Oct.
8
Psalms
145-147
Psa
145:1 I will exalt you, my God, the King. I will praise your name
forever and ever.
Psa
145:2 Every day I will praise you. I will extol your name forever
and ever.
Psa
145:3 Great is Yahweh, and greatly to be praised! His greatness is
unsearchable.
Psa
145:4 One generation will commend your works to another, and will
declare your mighty acts.
Psa
145:5 Of the glorious majesty of your honor, of your wondrous works,
I will meditate.
Psa
145:6 Men will speak of the might of your awesome acts. I will
declare your greatness.
Psa
145:7 They will utter the memory of your great goodness, and will
sing of your righteousness.
Psa
145:8 Yahweh is gracious, merciful, slow to anger, and of great
loving kindness.
Psa
145:9 Yahweh is good to all. His tender mercies are over all his
works.
Psa
145:10 All your works will give thanks to you, Yahweh. Your saints
will extol you.
Psa
145:11 They will speak of the glory of your kingdom, and talk about
your power;
Psa
145:12 to make known to the sons of men his mighty acts, the glory
of the majesty of his kingdom.
Psa
145:13 Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom. Your dominion endures
throughout all generations. Yahweh is faithful in all his words, and
loving in all his deeds.
Psa
145:14 Yahweh upholds all who fall, and raises up all those who are
bowed down.
Psa
145:15 The eyes of all wait for you. You give them their food in due
season.
Psa
145:16 You open your hand, and satisfy the desire of every living
thing.
Psa
145:17 Yahweh is righteous in all his ways, and gracious in all his
works.
Psa
145:18 Yahweh is near to all those who call on him, to all who call
on him in truth.
Psa
145:19 He will fulfill the desire of those who fear him. He also
will hear their cry, and will save them.
Psa
145:20 Yahweh preserves all those who love him, but all the wicked
he will destroy.
Psa
145:21 My mouth will speak the praise of Yahweh. Let all flesh bless
his holy name forever and ever.
Psa
146:1 Praise Yah! Praise Yahweh, my soul.
Psa
146:2 While I live, I will praise Yahweh. I will sing praises to my
God as long as I exist.
Psa
146:3 Don't put your trust in princes, each a son of man in whom
there is no help.
Psa
146:4 His spirit departs, and he returns to the earth. In that very
day, his thoughts perish.
Psa
146:5 Happy is he who has the God of Jacob for his help, whose hope
is in Yahweh, his God:
Psa
146:6 who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them;
who keeps truth forever;
Psa
146:7 who executes justice for the oppressed; who gives food to the
hungry. Yahweh frees the prisoners.
Psa
146:8 Yahweh opens the eyes of the blind. Yahweh raises up those who
are bowed down. Yahweh loves the righteous.
Psa
146:9 Yahweh preserves the foreigners. He upholds the fatherless and
widow, but the way of the wicked he turns upside down.
Psa
146:10 Yahweh will reign forever; your God, O Zion, to all
generations. Praise Yah!
Psa
147:1 Praise Yah, for it is good to sing praises to our God; for it
is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
Psa
147:2 Yahweh builds up Jerusalem. He gathers together the outcasts
of Israel.
Psa
147:3 He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.
Psa
147:4 He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their
names.
Psa
147:5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is
infinite.
Psa
147:6 Yahweh upholds the humble. He brings the wicked down to the
ground.
Psa
147:7 Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving. Sing praises on the harp to
our God,
Psa
147:8 who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the
earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
Psa
147:9 He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens
when they call.
Psa
147:10 He doesn't delight in the strength of the horse. He takes no
pleasure in the legs of a man.
Psa
147:11 Yahweh takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who
hope in his loving kindness.
Psa
147:12 Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!
Psa
147:13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates. He has
blessed your children within you.
Psa
147:14 He makes peace in your borders. He fills you with the finest
of the wheat.
Psa
147:15 He sends out his commandment to the earth. His word runs very
swiftly.
Psa
147:16 He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
Psa
147:17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his
cold?
Psa
147:18 He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to
blow, and the waters flow.
Psa
147:19 He shows his word to Jacob; his statutes and his ordinances
to Israel.
Psa
147:20 He has not done this for just any nation. They don't know his
ordinances. Praise Yah!