Psalms 65
1 For the Leader. A Psalm. A Song of David. Praise waiteth for Thee, O God, in Zion; and unto Thee the vow is performed.
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.
2 O Thou that hearest prayer, unto Thee doth all flesh come.
You hear our prayers; everyone comes to you.
3 The tale of iniquities is too heavy for me; as for our transgressions, Thou wilt pardon them.
Even though we're drowning in our sins and our disobedience, you forgive us.
4 Happy is the man whom Thou choosest, and bringest near, that he may dwell in Thy courts; may we be satisfied with the goodness of Thy house, the holy place of Thy temple!
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!
5 With wondrous works dost Thou answer us in righteousness, O God of our salvation; Thou the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of the far distant seas;
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.
6 Who by Thy strength settest fast the mountains, who art girded about with might;
You made the mountains by your power, for you have great strength.
7 Who stillest the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the tumult of the peoples;
You calm the raging seas and crashing waves, you silence the noisy shouts of the nations.
8 So that they that dwell in the uttermost parts stand in awe of Thy signs; Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.
Everyone, even those in distant lands, are amazed by the wonderful things you do, from the east to the west they sing for joy.
9 Thou hast remembered the earth, and watered her, greatly enriching her, with the river of God that is full of water; Thou preparest them corn, for so preparest Thou her.
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.
10 Watering her ridges abundantly, settling down the furrows thereof, Thou makest her soft with showers; Thou blessest the growth thereof.
You fill the ploughed furrows with water, you soften the ridges; you bless the growing crops.
11 Thou crownest the year with Thy goodness; and Thy paths drop fatness.
You make the high point of the year a wonderful harvest, filling the wagons with good things.
12 The pastures of the wilderness do drop; and the hills are girded with joy.
The pastures in the wilderness grow lush; the hillsides are clothed in bright flowers.
13 The meadows are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, yea, they sing.
The meadows are covered with flocks of sheep, and the valleys with fields of grain. Everything triumphantly sings for joy.
