Psalms 104
1 Give praise to the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you are very great; you are robed with honour and power.
Bless, O my soul, the Lord. O Lord my God, thou art very great; with glory and majesty art thou clothed.
2 You are clothed with light as with a robe; stretching out the heavens like a curtain:
[Thou art he] who wrappeth himself in light as with a garment; who stretcheth out the heavens like a curtain;
3 The arch of your house is based on the waters; you make the clouds your carriage; you go on the wings of the wind:
Who frameth of the waters the beams of his upper-chambers; who maketh the clouds his chariot; who walketh along upon the wings of the wind:
4 He makes winds his angels, and flames of fire his servants.
Who maketh the winds his messengers; the flaming fire his ministers;
5 He has made the earth strong on its bases, so that it may not be moved for ever and ever;
Who hath founded the earth upon her bases, that she should not be moved to all eternity.
6 Covering it with the sea as with a robe: the waters were high over the mountains;
Thou hadst covered the deep as with a garment: above the mountains stood the waters.
7 At the voice of your word they went in flight; at the sound of your thunder they went away in fear;
At thy rebuke they fled, at the voice of thy thunder they hastened away.
8 The mountains came up and the valleys went down into the place which you had made ready for them.
They ascended mountains; they went down valleys, unto the place which thou hadst founded for them.
9 You made a limit over which they might not go, so that the earth would never again be covered by them.
Bounds hast thou set which they cannot pass over, that they return not again to cover the earth.
10 You sent the springs into the valleys; they are flowing between the hills.
[Thou art he] who sendeth springs into the valleys, between mountains they run along.
11 They give drink to every beast of the field; the mountain asses come to them for water.
They give drink to all the beasts of the field: the wild asses quench [thereon] their thirst.
12 The birds of the air have their resting-places by them, and make their song among the branches.
By them have the fowls of the heaven ever their habitation, from between the branches they send forth their voice.
13 He sends down rain from his store-houses on the hills: the earth is full of the fruit of his works.
Who watereth the mountains from his upper-chambers: from the fruit of thy works is the earth satisfied.
14 He makes the grass come up for the cattle, and plants for the use of man; so that bread may come out of the earth;
[Thou art he] who causeth grass to grow for the cattle, and herbs by the service of man, that he may bring forth bread out of the earth;
15 And wine to make glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face shining, and bread giving strength to his heart.
And wine that maketh joyful the heart of man, [and] oil to brighten his face, and bread which strengtheneth the heart of man.
16 The trees of the Lord are full of growth, the cedars of Lebanon of his planting;
Full of sap are the trees of the Lord, the cedars of Lebanon which he hath planted;
17 Where the birds have their resting-places; as for the stork, the tall trees are her house.
Where the birds make their nests: the stork—fir-trees are her house.
18 The high hills are a safe place for the mountain goats, and the rocks for the small beasts.
The high mountains are for the wild goats: the rocks are a shelter for the conies.
19 He made the moon for a sign of the divisions of the year; teaching the sun the time of its going down.
He hath made the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.
20 When you make it dark, it is night, when all the beasts of the woods come quietly out of their secret places.
Thou causest darkness, and it becometh night, wherein creep forth all the beasts of the forest.
21 The young lions go thundering after their food; searching for their meat from God.
The young lions roar after their prey, and ask from God their food.
22 The sun comes up, and they come together, and go back to their secret places to take their rest.
The sun ariseth, they withdraw [to their lairs], and lie down in their dens.
23 Man goes out to his work, and to his business, till the evening.
Man goeth [then] forth unto his work, and to his labor until the evening.
24 O Lord, how great is the number of your works! in wisdom you have made them all; the earth is full of the things you have made.
How manifold are thy works, O Lord! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.
25 There is the great, wide sea, where there are living things, great and small, more than may be numbered.
Here is this great and wide-extended sea; therein are moving things without number, living creatures both small and great.
26 There go the ships; there is that great beast, which you have made as a plaything.
There the ships make their way: [there also] is the leviathan, whom thou hast made to sport therein.
27 All of them are waiting for you, to give them their food in its time.
All of these wait upon thee, to give them their food in its due season.
28 They take what you give them; they are full of the good things which come from your open hand.
What thou givest them they gather: thou openest thy hand, they are satisfied with good.
29 If your face is veiled, they are troubled; when you take away their breath, they come to an end, and go back to the dust.
Thou hidest thy face, they suddenly vanish: thou takest away their spirit, they perish, and to their dust they return.
30 If you send out your spirit, they are given life; you make new the face of the earth.
Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created; and thou renewest the face of the earth.
31 Let the glory of the Lord be for ever; let the Lord have joy in his works:
The glory of the Lord will endure for ever; the Lord will rejoice in his works:
32 At whose look the earth is shaking; at whose touch the mountains send out smoke.
He who looketh down on the earth, and she trembleth; who toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.
33 I will make songs to the Lord all my life; I will make melody to my God while I have my being.
I will sing unto the Lord while I live: I will sing praises to my God while I exist.
34 Let my thoughts be sweet to him: I will be glad in the Lord.
May my speech be agreeable to him: I will indeed rejoice in the Lord.
35 Let sinners be cut off from the earth, and let all evil-doers come to an end. Give praise to the Lord, O my soul. Give praise to the Lord.
May the sinners cease from off the earth, and the wicked be no more. Bless, O my soul, the Lord. Hallelujah.
