Psalms104

¹ Praise the Lord, my soul. Lord my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty.

² The Lord wraps himself in light as with a garment; he stretches out the heavens like a tent

³ and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters. He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind.

⁴ He makes winds his messengers, flames of fire his servants.

⁵ He set the earth on its foundations; it can never be moved.

⁶ You covered it with the watery depths as with a garment; the waters stood above the mountains.

⁷ But at your rebuke the waters fled, at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;

⁸ they flowed over the mountains, they went down into the valleys, to the place you assigned for them.

⁹ You set a boundary they cannot cross; never again will they cover the earth.

¹⁰ He makes springs pour water into the ravines; it flows between the mountains.

¹¹ They give water to all the beasts of the field; the wild donkeys quench their thirst.

¹² The birds of the sky nest by the waters; they sing among the branches.

¹³ He waters the mountains from his upper chambers; the land is satisfied by the fruit of his work.

¹⁴ He makes grass grow for the cattle, and plants for people to cultivate— bringing forth food from the earth:

¹⁵ wine that gladdens human hearts, oil to make their faces shine, and bread that sustains their hearts.

¹⁶ The trees of the Lord are well watered, the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.

¹⁷ There the birds make their nests; the stork has its home in the junipers.

¹⁸ The high mountains belong to the wild goats; the crags are a refuge for the hyrax.

¹⁹ He made the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows when to go down.

²⁰ You bring darkness, it becomes night, and all the beasts of the forest prowl.

²¹ The lions roar for their prey and seek their food from God.

²² The sun rises, and they steal away; they return and lie down in their dens.

²³ Then people go out to their work, to their labor until evening.

²⁴ How many are your works, Lord! In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures.

²⁵ There is the sea, vast and spacious, teeming with creatures beyond number— living things both large and small.

²⁶ There the ships go to and fro, and Leviathan, which you formed to frolic there.

²⁷ All creatures look to you to give them their food at the proper time.

²⁸ When you give it to them, they gather it up; when you open your hand, they are satisfied with good things.

²⁹ When you hide your face, they are terrified; when you take away their breath, they die and return to the dust.

³⁰ When you send your Spirit, they are created, and you renew the face of the ground.

³¹ May the glory of the Lord endure forever; may the Lord rejoice in his works—

³² he who looks at the earth, and it trembles, who touches the mountains, and they smoke.

³³ I will sing to the Lord all my life; I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.

³⁴ May my meditation be pleasing to him, as I rejoice in the Lord.

³⁵ But may sinners vanish from the earth and the wicked be no more. Praise the Lord, my soul. Praise the Lord.