Psalms 65
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David—a song. Thine, are silence [and] praise, O God, in Zion, —And, to thee, shall be paid the vow.
“For the leader of the music. A psalm of David.” To thee belongeth trust, to thee praise, O God in Zion! And to thee shall the vow be performed!
2 Thou hearer of prayer! Unto thee, shall all flesh come.
O Thou that hearest prayer! To thee shall all flesh come!
3 Iniquitous things, have been too strong for me, As for our transgressions, wilt, thou, by propitiation remove them.
My iniquities are heavy upon me; But thou wilt forgive our transgressions!
4 How happy the man thou shalt choose and bring near! He shall abide in thy courts, —We shall be satisfied with, The blessing of thy house, The holiness of thy temple.
Happy is he whom thou choosest, And bringest near thee to dwell in thy courts! May we be satisfied with the blessings of thy house, Thy holy temple!
5 By things reverend in righteousness, wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the sea far away;
By wonderful deeds dost thou answer us in thy goodness, O God, our salvation! Who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, And of the most distant seas!
6 Who setteth fast the mountains by his strength, Being girded with might;
Thou makest fast the mountains by thy power, Being girded with strength!
7 Who stilleth, The noise of the seas, The noise of their rolling waves, and The tumult of races of men?
Thou stillest the roar of the sea, The roar of its waves, And the tumult of the nations.
8 Yea the dwellers in the uttermost parts have feared at thy tokens, The goings forth of morning and evening, thou causest to shout for joy.
They who dwell in the ends of the earth are awed by thy signs; Thou makest the outgoings of the morning and of the evening to rejoice!
9 Thou hast visited the earth, and made it abound, Abundantly, dost thou enrich it—The channel of God, is full of waters, Thou preparest their corn, Yea, thus, dost thou prepare it:
Thou visitest the earth and waterest it; Thou enrichest it exceedingly; The river of God is full of water. Thou suppliest the earth with corn, When thou hast thus prepared it.
10 The ridges thereof, drenching, Settling the furrows thereof, With myriad drops, dost thou soften it, The sprouting thereof, doth thou bless.
Thou waterest its furrows, And breakest down its ridges; Thou makest it soft with showers, And blessest its increase.
11 Thou hast set a crown upon thy year of bounty, And, thy tracks, drop fatness;
Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; Thy footsteps drop fruitfulness;
12 Fruitful are the pastures of the wilderness, And, with exultation, the hills do gird themselves.
They drop it upon the pastures of the wilderness, And the hills are girded with gladness.
13 Clothed are the pastures with flocks, The valleys also, cover themselves with corn, They shout for joy, yea they sing.
The pastures are clothed with flocks, And the valleys are covered with corn; They shout, yea, they sing for joy.
