Psalms 104
1 Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on.
My soule, prayse thou the Lord: O Lord my God, thou art exceeding great, thou art clothed with glorie and honour.
2 Covering himself [with] light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain,
Which couereth himselfe with light as with a garment, and spreadeth the heauens like a curtaine.
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,
Which layeth the beames of his chambers in the waters, and maketh the cloudes his chariot, and walketh vpon the wings of the winde.
4 Making His messengers — the winds, His ministers — the flaming fire.
Which maketh his spirits his messengers, and a flaming fire his ministers.
5 He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever.
He set the earth vpon her foundations, so that it shall neuer moue.
6 The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.
Thou coueredst it with the deepe as with a garment: the waters woulde stand aboue the mountaines.
7 From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.
But at thy rebuke they flee: at the voyce of thy thunder they haste away.
8 They go up hills — they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.
And the mountaines ascend, and the valleis descend to the place which thou hast established for them.
9 A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.
But thou hast set them a bounde, which they shall not passe: they shall not returne to couer the earth.
10 Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.
He sendeth the springs into the valleis, which runne betweene the mountaines.
11 They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst.
They shall giue drinke to all the beasts of the fielde, and the wilde asses shall quench their thirst.
12 By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.
By these springs shall the foules of the heauen dwell, and sing among the branches.
13 Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied.
He watereth the mountaines from his chambers, and the earth is filled with the fruite of thy workes.
14 Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,
He causeth grasse to growe for the cattell, and herbe for the vse of man, that he may bring forth bread 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 that maketh glad the heart of man, and oyle to make the face to shine, and bread that strengtheneth mans heart.
16 Satisfied [are] the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted,
The high trees are satisfied, euen the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted,
17 Where birds do make nests, The stork — the firs [are] her house.
That ye birdes may make their nestes there: the storke dwelleth in the firre trees.
18 The high hills [are] for wild goats, Rocks [are] a refuge for conies,
The high mountaines are for the goates: the rockes are a refuge for the conies.
19 He made the moon for seasons, The sun hath known his place of entrance.
He appoynted the moone for certaine seasons: the sunne knoweth his going downe.
20 Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep.
Thou makest darkenesse, and it is night, wherein all the beastes of the forest creepe forth.
21 The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.
The lions roare after their praye, and seeke their meate at God.
22 The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch.
When the sunne riseth, they retire, and couche in their dennes.
23 Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service — till evening.
Then goeth man forth to his worke, and to his labour vntill the euening.
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, howe manifolde are thy workes! in wisdome hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.
25 This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There [are] moving things — innumerable, Living creatures — small with great.
So is this sea great and wide: for therein are things creeping innumerable, both small beastes and great.
26 There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.
There goe the shippes, yea, that Liuiathan, whom thou hast made to play therein.
27 All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.
All these waite vpon thee, that thou maiest giue them foode in due season.
28 Thou dost give to them — they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand — they [are] satisfied [with] good.
Thou giuest it to them, and they gather it: thou openest thine hand, and they are filled with good things.
29 Thou hidest Thy face — they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit — they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.
But if thou hide thy face, they are troubled: if thou take away their breath, they dye and returne to their dust.
30 Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground.
Againe if thou send forth thy spirit, they are created, and thou renuest the face of the earth.
31 The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works,
Glory be to the Lord for euer: let the Lord reioyce in his workes.
32 Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.
He looketh on the earth and it trembleth: he toucheth the mountaines, and they smoke.
33 I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.
I will sing vnto the Lord all my life: I will prayse my God, while I liue.
34 Sweet is my meditation on Him, I — I do rejoice in Jehovah.
Let my wordes be acceptable vnto him: I will reioyce 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 the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and the wicked till there be no more: O my soule, prayse thou the Lord. Prayse ye the Lord.
