Psalms 65
1 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.
“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 To you, O hearer of prayer, let the words of all flesh come.
O Thou that hearest prayer! To thee shall all flesh come!
3 Evils have overcome us: but as for our sins, you will take them away.
My iniquities are heavy upon me; But thou wilt forgive our transgressions!
4 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.
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 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;
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 The God by whose strength the mountains are fixed; who is robed with power:
Thou makest fast the mountains by thy power, Being girded with strength!
7 Who makes the loud voice of the sea quiet, and puts an end to the sound of its waves.
Thou stillest the roar of the sea, The roar of its waves, And the tumult of the nations.
8 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.
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 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.
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 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.
Thou waterest its furrows, And breakest down its ridges; Thou makest it soft with showers, And blessest its increase.
11 The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,
Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; Thy footsteps drop fruitfulness;
12 Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.
They drop it upon the pastures of the wilderness, And the hills are girded with gladness.
13 The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.
The pastures are clothed with flocks, And the valleys are covered with corn; They shout, yea, they sing for joy.
