Alleluia, a Psalm of Haggai and Zechariah. Praise ye the Lord: for psalmody is a good thing; Let praise be sweetly sung to our God.
The Lord builds up Jerusalem;
And he will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
He heals the broken in heart,
And binds up their wounds.
He numbers the multitudes of stars;
And calls them all by names.
Great is our Lord, and great is his strength;
And his understanding is infinite.
The Lord lifts up the meek;
But brings sinners down to the ground.
Begin the song with thanksgiving to the Lord;
Sing praises on the harp to our God:
Who covers the heaven with clouds,
Who prepares rain for the earth,
Who causes grass to spring up on the mountains,
And green herb for the service of men;
And gives to cattle their food,
And to the young ravens that call upon him.
He will not take pleasure in the strength of a horse;
Neither is he well pleased with the legs of a man.
The Lord takes pleasure in them that fear him,
And in all that hope in his mercy.
