Psalms 67

1 For the choirmaster. With stringed instruments. A Psalm. A song. May God be gracious to us and bless us, and cause His face to shine upon us,

לַמְנַצֵּח בִּנְגִינֹת מִזְמוֹר שִֽׁיר׃ אֱלֹהִים יְחָנֵּנוּ וִֽיבָרְכֵנוּ יָאֵר פָּנָיו אִתָּנוּ סֶֽלָה׃

2 that Your ways may be known on earth, Your salvation among all nations.

לָדַעַת בָּאָרֶץ דַּרְכֶּךָ בְּכָל־גּוֹיִם יְשׁוּעָתֶֽךָ׃

3 Let the peoples praise You, O God; let all the peoples praise You.

יוֹדוּךָ עַמִּים ׀ אֱלֹהִים יוֹדוּךָ עַמִּים כֻּלָּֽם׃

4 Let the nations be glad and sing for joy, for You judge the peoples justly and lead the nations of the earth.

יִֽשְׂמְחוּ וִֽירַנְּנוּ לְאֻמִּים כִּֽי־תִשְׁפֹּט עַמִּים מִישׁוֹר וּלְאֻמִּים ׀ בָּאָרֶץ תַּנְחֵם סֶֽלָה׃

5 Let the peoples praise You, O God; let all the peoples praise You.

יוֹדוּךָ עַמִּים ׀ אֱלֹהִים יוֹדוּךָ עַמִּים כֻּלָּֽם׃

6 The earth has yielded its harvest; God, our God, blesses us.

אֶרֶץ נָתְנָה יְבוּלָהּ יְבָרְכֵנוּ אֱלֹהִים אֱלֹהֵֽינוּ׃

7 God blesses us, that all the ends of the earth shall fear Him.

יְבָרְכֵנוּ אֱלֹהִים וְיִֽירְאוּ אֹתוֹ כָּל־אַפְסֵי־אָֽרֶץ׃