Psalms 65
1 For the music director. A psalm of David. A song. God, you deserve to be praised, and in Zion we will keep our promises to you.
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 You hear our prayers; everyone comes to you.
To you, O hearer of prayer, let the words of all flesh come.
3 Even though we're drowning in our sins and our disobedience, you forgive us.
Evils have overcome us: but as for our sins, you will take them away.
4 Happy are those you choose to keep close to you, those who live in your courts! We are delighted with the blessings we receive in your house, your 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 In your goodness you answer us through the wonderful things you do, God of our salvation. You can be trusted by everyone on earth, including those sailing distant oceans.
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 You made the mountains by your power, for you have great strength.
The God by whose strength the mountains are fixed; who is robed with power:
7 You calm the raging seas and crashing waves, you silence the noisy shouts of the nations.
Who makes the loud voice of the sea quiet, and puts an end to the sound of its waves.
8 Everyone, even those in distant lands, are amazed by the wonderful things you do, from the east to the west they sing for joy.
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 You care for the earth and water it; you make it very productive. God, your river is full of water to grow the grain—this is what you have planned.
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 You fill the ploughed furrows with water, you soften the ridges; you bless the growing crops.
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 You make the high point of the year a wonderful harvest, filling the wagons with good things.
The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,
12 The pastures in the wilderness grow lush; the hillsides are clothed in bright flowers.
Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.
13 The meadows are covered with flocks of sheep, and the valleys with fields of grain. Everything triumphantly sings for joy.
The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.
