Praise the LORD! Because it is good to sing praise to our God! Because it is a pleasure to make beautiful praise!
The LORD rebuilds Jerusalem, gathering up Israel's exiles.
God heals the brokenhearted and bandages their wounds.
God counts the stars by number, giving each one a name.
Our Lord is great and so strong! God's knowledge can't be grasped!
The LORD helps the poor, but throws the wicked down on the dirt!
Sing to the LORD with thanks; sing praises to our God with a lyre!
God covers the skies with clouds; God makes rain for the earth; God makes the mountains sprout green grass.
God gives food to the animals— even to the baby ravens when they cry out.
God doesn't prize the strength of a horse; God doesn't treasure the legs of a runner.
No. The LORD treasures the people who honor him, the people who wait for his faithful love.
Worship the LORD, Jerusalem! Praise your God, Zion!
Because God secures the bars on your gates, God blesses the children you have there.
God establishes your borders peacefully. God fills you full with the very best wheat.
God issues his command to the earth— God's word speeds off fast!
God spreads snow like it was wool; God scatters frost like it was ashes;
God throws his hail down like crumbs— who can endure God's freezing cold?
Then God issues his word and melts it all away! God makes his winds blow; the water flows again.
God proclaims his word to Jacob; his statutes and rules to Israel.
God hasn't done that with any other nation; those nations have no knowledge of God's rules. Praise the LORD!