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.
“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” To thee belongeth trust, to thee praise, O God in Zion! And to thee shall the vow be performed!
2 O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.
O Thou that hearest prayer! To thee shall all flesh come!
3 When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions.
My iniquities are heavy upon me; But thou wilt forgive our transgressions!
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 he whom thou choosest, And bringest near thee to dwell in thy courts! May we be satisfied with the blessings of thy house, Thy 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 wonderful deeds dost thou answer us in thy goodness, O God, our salvation! Who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the most distant seas!
6 You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might.
Thou makest fast the mountains by thy power, Being girded with strength!
7 You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations.
Thou stillest the roar of the sea, The roar of its waves, And the tumult of the nations.
8 Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy.
They who dwell in the ends of the earth are awed by thy signs; Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and of the evening to rejoice!
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.
Thou visitest the earth and waterest it; Thou enrichest it exceedingly; The river of God is full of water. Thou suppliest the earth with corn, When thou hast thus prepared it.
10 You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth.
Thou waterest its furrows, And breakest down its ridges; Thou makest it soft with showers, And blessest its increase.
11 You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty.
Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; Thy footsteps drop fruitfulness;
12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.
They drop it upon the pastures of the wilderness, And the hills are girded with gladness.
13 The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.
The pastures are clothed with flocks, And the valleys are covered with corn; They shout, yea, they sing for joy.
