Psalms 65

1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme or song of David. O God, praise waiteth for thee in Zion, and vnto thee shall the vowe be perfourmed.

For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A song. Praise awaits You, O God, in Zion; to You our vows will be fulfilled.

2 Because thou hearest the prayer, vnto thee shall all flesh come.

O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You.

3 Wicked deedes haue preuailed against me: but thou wilt be mercifull vnto our transgressions.

When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions.

4 Blessed is he, whom thou chusest and causest to come to thee: he shall dwell in thy courtes, and we shall be satisfied with the pleasures of thine House, euen of thine holy Temple.

Blessed is the one You choose and bring near to dwell in Your courts! We are filled with the goodness of Your house, the holiness of Your temple.

5 O God of our saluation, thou wilt answere vs with fearefull signes in thy righteousnes, O thou the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are farre off in the sea.

With awesome deeds of righteousness You answer us, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas.

6 He stablisheth the mountaines by his power: and is girded about with strength.

You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might.

7 He appeaseth the noyse of the seas and the noyse of the waues thereof, and the tumults of the people.

You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations.

8 They also, that dwell in the vttermost parts of the earth, shalbe afraide of thy signes: thou shalt make the East and the West to reioyce.

Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy.

9 Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it: thou makest it very riche: the Riuer of God is full of water: thou preparest them corne: for so thou appointest it.

You attend to the earth and water it; with abundance You enrich it. The streams of God are full of water, for You prepare our grain by providing for the earth.

10 Thou waterest abundantly the furrowes thereof: thou causest the raine to descende into the valleies thereof: thou makest it soft with showres, and blessest the bud thereof.

You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth.

11 Thou crownest ye yeere with thy goodnesse, and thy steppes droppe fatnesse.

You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty.

12 They drop vpon the pastures of the wildernesse: and the hils shalbe compassed with gladnes.

The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy.

13 The pastures are clad with sheepe: the valleis also shalbe couered with corne: therefore they shoute for ioye, and sing.

The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing.