< Psalms 104 >

1 Let every part of me praise the Lord! Lord my God, you are so great, clothed with majesty and splendor!
Bless the LORD O my soul, O LORD my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty.
2 You wear light as your clothing; you stretch out the fabric of the heavens.
Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment; who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain:
3 You place the roof-beams of your house in the rainclouds. You make the clouds your chariots. You ride on the wings of the wind.
Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters; who maketh the clouds his chariot; who walketh upon the wings of the wind:
4 You make your angels winds, and your servants flames of fire.
Who maketh winds his messengers; his ministers a flaming fire:
5 You set the earth on its foundations; it will never be shaken.
Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be moved for ever.
6 It was clothed with ocean depths—the waters even covered the mountains—
Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a vesture; the waters stood above the mountains.
7 but at your command the waters fled; at the sound of your thunder they rushed away.
At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away;
8 The mountains rose up and the valleys sank down to where you had determined.
They went up by the mountains, they went down by the valleys, unto the place which thou hadst founded for them.
9 You set a boundary for the oceans so they would not come back and cover the earth.
Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth.
10 You make springs flow into the streams, running down between the hills.
He sendeth forth springs into the valleys; they run among the mountains:
11 They provide water for all the wild animals, and wild donkeys quench their thirst.
They give drink to every beast of the field; the wild asses quench their thirst.
12 Birds build their nests in trees along the streams, singing from among the leaves.
By them the fowl of the heaven have their habitation, they sing among the branches.
13 You send down rain on the mountains from your home high above; you fill the earth with good things.
He watereth the mountains from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy works.
14 You make the grass grow for the cattle, and plants for people to eat—crops produced by the earth for food,
He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man; that he may bring forth food out of the earth:
15 and wine to make them happy, olive oil to make their faces shine, and bread to make them strong.
And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, [and] oil to make his face to shine, and bread that strengtheneth man’s heart.
16 The Lord's trees are well-watered, the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.
The trees of the LORD are satisfied; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;
17 Sparrows make their nests there; herons make their homes in the tall trees.
Where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir trees are her house.
18 Wild goats live high in the mountains; hyraxes hide among the rocks.
The high mountains are for the wild goats; the rocks are a refuge for the conies.
19 You made the moon to mark the months, and the sun knows when to set.
He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.
20 You make darkness fall and the night comes, the time when the forest animals come out to hunt.
Thou makest darkness, and it is night; Wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth.
21 The young lions roar as they seek their prey, looking for the food that God provides for them.
The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat from God.
22 When the sun rises they return to their dens to rest.
The sun ariseth, they get them away, and lay them down in their dens.
23 Then people leave for work, working until the evening.
Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening.
24 Lord, how many different things you have made—all of them wisely created! The earth is full of your creatures.
O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.
25 Consider the sea, deep and wide, full of all kinds of living things, large and small.
Yonder is the sea, great and wide, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts.
26 Ships sail there, and Leviathan, that you made to play in it.
There go the ships; there is leviathan, whom thou hast formed to take his pastime therein.
27 All creatures look to you to give them food at the right time.
These wait all upon thee, that thou mayest give them their meat in due season.
28 When you provide it, they gather it up. You hand out food to them, and they are well-fed.
That thou givest unto them they gather; thou openest thine hand, they are satisfied with good.
29 When you turn away from them, they're terrified; when you take away their breath, they die and return to dust.
Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled; thou takest away their breath they die, and return to their dust.
30 When you send your breath, they are created, and life covers the earth again.
Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created; and thou renewest the face of the ground.
31 May the Lord's glory last forever! The Lord is happy with all he has made.
Let the glory of the LORD endure for ever; let the LORD rejoice in his works:
32 He only has to look at the earth and it trembles; mountains pour out smoke at his touch.
Who looketh on the earth, and it trembleth; he toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.
33 I will sing to the Lord for as long as I live; I will sing praises to my God my whole life.
I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have any being.
34 May he be pleased with my thoughts because I am happy in the Lord.
Let my meditation be sweet unto him: I will rejoice in the LORD.
35 Let sinners be destroyed from the earth; let the wicked cease to exist. Let every part of me praise the Lord!
Let sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless the LORD, O my soul. Praise ye the LORD.

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