Psalms 104
1 Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on.
Give praise to the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you are very great; you are robed with honour and power.
2 Covering himself [with] light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain,
You are clothed with light as with a robe; stretching out the heavens like a curtain:
3 Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,
The arch of your house is based on the waters; you make the clouds your carriage; you go on the wings of the wind:
4 Making His messengers — the winds, His ministers — the flaming fire.
He makes winds his angels, and flames of fire his servants.
5 He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever.
He has made the earth strong on its bases, so that it may not be moved for ever and ever;
6 The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.
Covering it with the sea as with a robe: the waters were high over the mountains;
7 From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.
At the voice of your word they went in flight; at the sound of your thunder they went away in fear;
8 They go up hills — they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.
The mountains came up and the valleys went down into the place which you had made ready for them.
9 A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.
You made a limit over which they might not go, so that the earth would never again be covered by them.
10 Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.
You sent the springs into the valleys; they are flowing between the hills.
11 They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst.
They give drink to every beast of the field; the mountain asses come to them for water.
12 By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.
The birds of the air have their resting-places by them, and make their song among the branches.
13 Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied.
He sends down rain from his store-houses on the hills: the earth is full of the fruit of his works.
14 Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,
He makes the grass come up for the cattle, and plants for the use of man; so that bread may come out of the earth;
15 And wine — it rejoiceth the heart of man, To cause the face to shine from oil, And bread — the heart of man it supporteth.
And wine to make glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face shining, and bread giving strength to his heart.
16 Satisfied [are] the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted,
The trees of the Lord are full of growth, the cedars of Lebanon of his planting;
17 Where birds do make nests, The stork — the firs [are] her house.
Where the birds have their resting-places; as for the stork, the tall trees are her house.
18 The high hills [are] for wild goats, Rocks [are] a refuge for conies,
The high hills are a safe place for the mountain goats, and the rocks for the small beasts.
19 He made the moon for seasons, The sun hath known his place of entrance.
He made the moon for a sign of the divisions of the year; teaching the sun the time of its going down.
20 Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep.
When you make it dark, it is night, when all the beasts of the woods come quietly out of their secret places.
21 The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.
The young lions go thundering after their food; searching for their meat from God.
22 The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch.
The sun comes up, and they come together, and go back to their secret places to take their rest.
23 Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service — till evening.
Man goes out to his work, and to his business, till the evening.
24 How many have been Thy works, O Jehovah, All of them in wisdom Thou hast made, Full is the earth of thy possessions.
O Lord, how great is the number of your works! in wisdom you have made them all; the earth is full of the things you have made.
25 This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There [are] moving things — innumerable, Living creatures — small with great.
There is the great, wide sea, where there are living things, great and small, more than may be numbered.
26 There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.
There go the ships; there is that great beast, which you have made as a plaything.
27 All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.
All of them are waiting for you, to give them their food in its time.
28 Thou dost give to them — they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand — they [are] satisfied [with] good.
They take what you give them; they are full of the good things which come from your open hand.
29 Thou hidest Thy face — they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit — they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.
If your face is veiled, they are troubled; when you take away their breath, they come to an end, and go back to the dust.
30 Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground.
If you send out your spirit, they are given life; you make new the face of the earth.
31 The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works,
Let the glory of the Lord be for ever; let the Lord have joy in his works:
32 Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.
At whose look the earth is shaking; at whose touch the mountains send out smoke.
33 I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.
I will make songs to the Lord all my life; I will make melody to my God while I have my being.
34 Sweet is my meditation on Him, I — I do rejoice in Jehovah.
Let my thoughts be sweet to him: I will be glad in the Lord.
35 Consumed are sinners from the earth, And the wicked are no more. Bless, O my soul, Jehovah. Praise ye Jehovah!
Let sinners be cut off from the earth, and let all evil-doers come to an end. Give praise to the Lord, O my soul. Give praise to the Lord.
