Psalms104

¹ Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, You are very great: You are clothed with honor and majesty,

² Who cover Yourself with light as with a garment, Who stretch out the heavens like a curtain.

³ He lays the beams of His upper chambers in the waters, Who makes the clouds His chariot, Who walks on the wings of the wind,

⁴ Who makes His angels spirits, His ministers a flame of fire.

⁵ You who laid the foundations of the earth, So that it should not be moved forever,

⁶ You covered it with the deep as with a garment; The waters stood above the mountains.

⁷ At Your rebuke they fled; At the voice of Your thunder they hastened away.

⁸ They went up over the mountains; They went down into the valleys, To the place which You founded for them.

⁹ You have set a boundary that they may not pass over, That they may not return to cover the earth.

¹⁰ He sends the springs into the valleys; They flow among the hills.

¹¹ They give drink to every beast of the field; The wild donkeys quench their thirst.

¹² By them the birds of the heavens have their home; They sing among the branches.

¹³ He waters the hills from His upper chambers; The earth is satisfied with the fruit of Your works.

¹⁴ He causes the grass to grow for the cattle, And vegetation for the service of man, That he may bring forth food from the earth,

¹⁵ And wine that makes glad the heart of man, Oil to make his face shine, And bread which strengthens man’s heart.

¹⁶ The trees of the Lord are full of sap, The cedars of Lebanon which He planted,

¹⁷ Where the birds make their nests; The stork has her home in the fir trees.

¹⁸ The high hills are for the wild goats; The cliffs are a refuge for the rock badgers.

¹⁹ He appointed the moon for seasons; The sun knows its going down.

²⁰ You make darkness, and it is night, In which all the beasts of the forest creep about.

²¹ The young lions roar after their prey, And seek their food from God.

²² When the sun rises, they gather together And lie down in their dens.

²³ Man goes out to his work And to his labor until the evening.

²⁴ O Lord, how manifold are Your works! In wisdom You have made them all. The earth is full of Your possessions—

²⁵ This great and wide sea, In which are innumerable teeming things, Living things both small and great.

²⁶ There the ships sail about; There is that Leviathan Which You have made to play there.

²⁷ These all wait for You, That You may give them their food in due season.

²⁸ What You give them they gather in; You open Your hand, they are filled with good.

²⁹ You hide Your face, they are troubled; You take away their breath, they die and return to their dust.

³⁰ You send forth Your Spirit, they are created; And You renew the face of the earth.

³¹ May the glory of the Lord endure forever; May the Lord rejoice in His works.

³² He looks on the earth, and it trembles; He touches the hills, and they smoke.

³³ I will sing to the Lord as long as I live; I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.

³⁴ May my meditation be sweet to Him; I will be glad in the Lord.

³⁵ May sinners be consumed from the earth, And the wicked be no more. Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord!