I have been meditating over Psalm 147 lately. What continually catches me is the contrast  between verses 2-3 and 4-5. See if you notice it:

1 Praise the LORD! For it is good to sing praises to our God; For it is pleasant and praise is becoming.

² The LORD builds up Jerusalem; He gathers the outcasts of Israel.

 ³ He heals the brokenhearted, And binds up their wounds. 

⁴ He counts the number of the stars; He gives names to all of them. 

⁵ Great is our Lord, and abundant in strength; His understanding is infinite. 

⁶ The LORD supports the afflicted; He brings down the wicked to the ground.

What amazes me is the sharp change in subject. God heals broken people, then it says that He counts the stars and names them all. This blows my mind; we are very, very small compared to stars. They are so innumerable scientists today can’t even count them, and they’re so immense some stars are hundreds of times bigger than our own sun. But God knows each one of these burning spheres.

And this same infinitely powerful and knowledgeable God is also in the business of healing the spiritual/emotional wounds on these outcast, small creatures called human beings, like you and me. I’m amazed that God would care for little old us, but also confident that He is fully able to help us – problems and pains that are too big to us are not too big to an infinitely strong Lord who names the gazillions of stars. What an incredible God. It’s easily seen how it is pleasant and becoming to praise Him.