1 Praise Yah,
for it is good to sing praises to our God;
for it is pleasant and fitting to praise him.
2 Yahweh builds up Jerusalem.
He gathers together the outcasts of Israel.
3 He heals the broken in heart,
and binds up their wounds.
4 He counts the number of the stars.
He calls them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and mighty in power.
His understanding is infinite.
6 Yahweh upholds the humble.
He brings the wicked down to the ground.
7 Sing to Yahweh with thanksgiving.
Sing praises on the harp to our God,
8 who covers the sky with clouds,
who prepares rain for the earth,
who makes grass grow on the mountains.
9 He provides food for the livestock,
and for the young ravens when they call.
10 He doesn’t delight in the strength of the horse.
He takes no pleasure in the legs of a man.
11 Yahweh takes pleasure in those who fear him,
in those who hope in his loving kindness.
12 Praise Yahweh, Jerusalem!
Praise your God, Zion!
13 For he has strengthened the bars of your gates.
He has blessed your children within you.
14 He makes peace in your borders.
He fills you with the finest of the wheat.
15 He sends out his commandment to the earth.
His word runs very swiftly.
16 He gives snow like wool,
and scatters frost like ashes.
17 He hurls down his hail like pebbles.
Who can stand before his cold?
18 He sends out his word, and melts them.
He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
19 He shows his word to Jacob,
his statutes and his ordinances to Israel.
20 He has not done this for just any nation.
They don’t know his ordinances.
Praise Yah!
1 Loof die HERE, want dit is goed om onse God te besing, ja lieflik; 'n loflied is gepas!
2 Die HERE bou Jerusalem op; Hy versamel van Israel die wat verdryf is.
3 Hy genees die wat gebroke is van hart, en Hy verbind hulle wonde.
4 Hy bepaal die getal van die sterre; Hy gee hulle almal name.
5 Onse Here is groot en ryk aan krag; sy verstand is oneindig.
6 Die HERE rig die ootmoediges weer op; die goddelose mense verneder Hy tot die grond toe.
7 Sing 'n danklied tot eer van die HERE, psalmsing tot eer van onse God met die siter;
8 wat die hemel met wolke oordek, wat vir die aarde reën berei, wat op die berge gras laat uitspruit,
9 wat aan die vee hulle voedsel gee, aan die jong rawe as hulle roep.
10 Hy het geen welbehae in die krag van die perd, geen welgevalle in die bene van die man nie.
11 Die HERE het 'n welgevalle in die wat Hom vrees, wat op sy goedertierenheid hoop.
12 o Jerusalem, prys die HERE! o Sion, loof jou God!
13 Want Hy het die grendels van jou poorte sterk gemaak; Hy het jou kinders binne-in jou geseën.
14 Hy wat aan jou grondgebied vrede verskaf, wat jou versadig met die beste van die koring,
15 wat sy bevel na die aarde stuur -- sy woord loop baie vinnig.
16 Hy gee sneeu soos wol; Hy strooi ryp soos as.
17 Hy werp sy ys heen soos stukke -- wie kan bestaan voor sy koue?
18 Hy stuur sy woord en laat hulle smelt; Hy laat sy wind waai -- die waters loop.
19 Hy maak aan Jakob sy woorde bekend, aan Israel sy insettinge en sy verordeninge.
20 So het Hy aan geen enkele nasie gedoen nie; en sy verordeninge, die ken hulle nie. Halleluja!