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§ The Book of Psalms 147

Liber Psalmorum · Parallel

1 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem: praise thy God, O Sion.

Lauda, Jerusalem, Dominum; lauda Deum tuum, Sion.

2 Because he hath strengthened the bolts of thy gates, he hath blessed thy children within thee.

Quoniam confortavit seras portarum tuarum; benedixit filiis tuis in te.

3 Who hath placed peace in thy borders: and filleth thee with the fat of corn.

Qui posuit fines tuos pacem, et adipe frumenti satiat te.

4 Who sendeth forth his speech to the earth: his word runneth swiftly.

Qui emittit eloquium suum terræ: velociter currit sermo ejus.

5 Who giveth snow like wool: scattereth mists like ashes.

Qui dat nivem sicut lanam; nebulam sicut cinerem spargit.

6 He sendeth his crystal like morsels: who shall stand before the face of his cold?

Mittit crystallum suam sicut buccellas: ante faciem frigoris ejus quis sustinebit?

7 He shall send out his word, and shall melt them: his wind shall blow, and the waters shall run.

Emittet verbum suum, et liquefaciet ea; flabit spiritus ejus, et fluent aquæ.

8 Who declareth his word to Jacob: his justices and his judgments to Israel.

Qui annuntiat verbum suum Jacob, justitias et judicia sua Israël.

9 He hath not done in like manner to every nation: and his judgments he hath not made manifest to them. Alleluia.

Non fecit taliter omni nationi, et judicia sua non manifestavit eis. Alleluja.