Psalms 65
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A song. Praise awaits You, O God, in Zion; to You our vows will be fulfilled.
To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. A Song. It is right for you, O God, to have praise in Zion: to you let the offering be made.
2 O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.
To you, O hearer of prayer, let the words of all flesh come.
3 When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions.
Evils have overcome us: but as for our sins, you will take them away.
4 Blessed is the one You choose and bring near to dwell in Your courts! We are filled with the goodness of Your house, the holiness of Your temple.
Happy is the man of your selection, to whom you give a resting-place in your house; we will be full of the good things out of your holy place.
5 With awesome deeds of righteousness You answer us, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas.
You will give us an answer in righteousness by great acts of power, O God of our salvation; you who are the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of the far-off lands of the sea;
6 You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might.
The God by whose strength the mountains are fixed; who is robed with power:
7 You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations.
Who makes the loud voice of the sea quiet, and puts an end to the sound of its waves.
8 Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy.
Those in the farthest parts of the earth have fear when they see your signs: the outgoings of the morning and evening are glad because of you.
9 You attend to the earth and water it; with abundance You enrich it. The streams of God are full of water, for You prepare our grain by providing for the earth.
You have given your blessing to the earth, watering it and making it fertile; the river of God is full of water: and having made it ready, you give men grain.
10 You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth.
You make the ploughed lands full of water; you make smooth the slopes: you make the earth soft with showers, sending your blessing on its growth.
11 You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty.
The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,
12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.
Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.
The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.
