< 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 OVERSEER. A PSALM OF DAVID. A SONG. To You, silence [and] praise, O God, in Zion, And to You a vow is completed.
2 O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.
Hearer of prayer, all flesh comes to You.
3 When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions.
Matters of iniquities were mightier than I, Our transgressions—You cover them.
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.
O the blessedness of [him whom] You choose, And draw near, he inhabits Your courts, We are satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Your holy temple.
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.
By fearful things in righteousness You answer us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all far off The ends of the earth and sea.
6 You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might.
Establishing mountains by His power, He has been girded with might,
7 You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations.
Restraining the noise of seas, the noise of their billows, And the multitude of the peoples.
8 Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy.
And the inhabitants of the uttermost parts Are afraid from Your signs, You cause the outgoings of morning and evening to sing.
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 inspected the earth, and water it, You make it very rich, the stream of God [is] full of water, You prepare their grain, When thus You prepare it,
10 You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth.
Its ridges have been filled, Its furrow has been deepened, You soften it with showers, Its springing up You bless.
11 You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty.
You have crowned the year of Your goodness, And Your paths drop fatness.
12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.
The pastures of a wilderness drop, And You gird the hills with joy.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.
The meadows are clothed with the flock, And valleys are covered with grain, They shout—indeed, they sing!

< Psalms 65 >