Religion

Psalm CXLVII

by Richard Baxter 1615–1691

From Paraphrase on the Psalms of David in Metre (1692)

Religion

Praise ye the Lord, for it is good
Praise to our [glorious] God to sing;
It is a sweet and pleasant work,
And praise [to God] a comely thing.

God buildeth his Jerusalem,
Where he as God is [truly] known;
He the dispers'd of Israel,
[In time] doth gather into one.

The broken-hearted he doth heal,
Their wounds up he doth [gently] bind:

He tells the number of the stars,
Calls all things by their [names and] kind.

Great is our God, and of great power,
His knowledge hath no [end or] bound:

The meek he lifteth up, but casts
The [proud and] wicked to the ground.

Sing forth the praises of the Lord
With thankful heart and [chearful] tongue;
Let Harp and pleasant melody
Be joyned with your [praising] song.

He covereth the heav'ns with clouds,
[And] for [the] earth prepareth rain;
The barren mountains doth refresh,
That grass [on them] may grow again.

He gives the beasts their food, and feeds
Young Ravens, which [for food] do cry;

His pleasure not in horses strength,
Nor in [the strong] man's legs do lye.

But in all those who do him fear,
The Lord [himself] doth pleasure take;
And those that in his mercy hope,
His [love] and grace will not forsake.

Jerusalem shall praise the Lord,
Sion, thy God [with praise] confess;

Thy bars and gates he strengtheneth,
Thy Children [in thee] he doth bless.

Thy borders he with peace doth bless,
And fills thee with Wheat's [finest] flower;

His word goes forth through all the earth,
And [swiftly] prospers by his power.

Hoar frost like ashes scattereth he,
[On earth] like wool he snow doth give:

Like morsels he casts forth his ice,
Who in his [extream] cold can live?

He sendeth out his word of power,
And [quickly] melteth them again;
He makes his wind to blow, and then
The waters flow with [plenteous] rain.

The Doctrine of his Holy Word
To Jacob he doth [clearly] show;
His statutes and his judgments he
Makes [his own] Israel to know.

He with no nation thus hath dealt,
His judgments and his [holy] word
To none of them are thus made known;
Ye therefore praise the [glorious] Lord.

MLA

Baxter, Richard. “Psalm CXLVII.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/baxter/146/.

Chicago

Baxter, Richard. “Psalm CXLVII.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/baxter/146/.

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