Psalms 65

1 “To the chief musician, a psalm [and] song of David.” For thee praise is waiting, O God, in Zion: and unto thee shall vows be paid.

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

2 O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee all flesh shall come.

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

3 The iniquitous things have become too mighty for me: our transgressions—these wilt thou wipe away.

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

4 Happy is he whom thou choosest, and causest to approach, that he may dwell in thy courts: let us be satisfied with the happiness of thy house, the holiness of thy 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 With terrific deeds in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of the sea, that are far away;

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 Who setteth firmly the mountains by his power, who is girded with might;

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

7 Who assuageth the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the tumult of nations.

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

8 And they that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid of thy wondrous signs: the outgoings of the morning and evening thou causest to rejoice.

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

9 Thou hast thought of the earth, and waterest her abundantly; thou greatly enrichest her; the brook of God is full of water: thou preparest their corn, when thou hast thus prepared her.

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 Watering her furrows abundantly, smoothing down her ridges, thou softenest her with showers; thou blessest her growth.

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

11 Thou hast crowned the year of thy goodness; and thy tracks drop fatness:

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

12 The pastures of the wilderness are dropping [with plenty]: and the hills are girt with gladness.

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

13 The meadows are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are enveloped with corn: men shout for joy, [yea, ] they also sing.

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