The prophet exhorteth to praise God for his care of the Church,
Psalms 147:1 Prayse the euerlastyng. O prayse þe Lord, for it is a good thyng to sing prayses vnto our God: yea, a ioyful & pleasaunt thing is it to be thankeful. Psalms 147:2 The Lorde shall buylde vp Hierusalem, & gather together the outcastes of Israel. Psalms 147:3 He healeth the contryte in herte, and byndeth vp their woundes.
Psalms 147:4 He telleth the numbre of the starres, and calleth them all by their names. Psalms 147:5 Great is our Lord, & great is his power: yea, hys wysdome is infinitie.
and his mercy:
Psalms 147:6 The Lord setteth vp the meke, and bryngeth the vngodly doune to the grounde.
to praise him for his providence:
Psalms 147:7 O singe vnto the Lorde with thankesgeuyng, sing prayses vpon the harpe vnto our God. Psalms 147:8 Which couereth the heauen wyth cloudes, prepareth rayn for the earth, & maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaynes. Psalms 147:9 Which geueth fodre vnto the cattell, and fedeth the yong rauens that call vpon hym. Psalms 147:10 He hath no pleasure in the strengthe of an horse, neither deliteth he in any mans legges. Psalms 147:11 But the Lordes delyte is in them that feare hym, and put their trust in his mercy.
to praise him for his blessings upon the Kingdom,
Psalms 147:12 Prayse the Lord O Ierusalem, prayse thy God O Sion. Psalms 147:13 For he maketh fast þe barres of the gates, and blesseth the chyldren within the. Psalms 147:14 He maketh peace in thy borders, & filleth the with the floure of wheate.
for his power over the meteors,
Psalms 147:15 He sendeth forth hys commaundemente vpon earth, his worde runneth swyftly. Psalms 147:16 He geueth snow lyke wolle, & scatereth þe hore frost lyke ashes. Psalms 147:17 He casteth forth hys yse lyke morsels, who is able to abyde hys frost? Psalms 147:18 He sendeth out hys woorde and mealteth them, he bloweth with hys wynd, & the waters flowe.
and for his ordinances in the Church.
Psalms 147:19 He sheweth hys woorde vnto Iacob, hys statutes and ordinaunces vnto Israel. Psalms 147:20 He hath not dealte so with all the Heathen, neither haue they knowlege of hys lawes. Prayse the euerlastyng.