Psalms 65
1 To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David: a Song. Praise waiteth for thee in silence, O God, in Zion; and unto thee shall the vow be performed.
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.
2 O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come.
To you, O hearer of prayer, let the words of all flesh come.
3 Iniquities have prevailed against me: our transgressions, thou wilt forgive them.
Evils have overcome us: but as for our sins, you will take them away.
4 Blessed is he whom thou choosest and causest to approach: he shall dwell in thy courts. We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, of thy holy temple.
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.
5 By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, thou confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of the distant regions of the sea. ...
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;
6 Who by his strength established the mountains, being girded with power;
The God by whose strength the mountains are fixed; who is robed with power:
7 Who stilleth the raging of the seas, the raging of their waves, and the tumult of the peoples.
Who makes the loud voice of the sea quiet, and puts an end to the sound of its waves.
8 And they that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens; thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.
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.
9 Thou hast visited the earth, thou hast watered it; thou greatly enrichest it: the river of God is full of water; thou providest their corn, when thou hast so prepared it:
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.
10 Thou dost satiate its furrows, thou smoothest its clods, thou makest it soft with showers; thou blessest the springing thereof.
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.
11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness, and thy paths drop fatness:
The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,
12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness, and the hills are girded with gladness.
Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.
13 The meadows are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, yea, they sing.
The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.
