Psalms

¹ Praise the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty.

² he stretches out the heavens like a tent

³ He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind.

⁴ flames of fire his servants.

⁵ it can never be moved.

⁶ the waters stood above the mountains.

⁷ at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;

⁸ they went down into the valleys, to the place you assigned for them.

⁹ never again will they cover the earth.

¹⁰ it flows between the mountains.

¹¹ the wild donkeys quench their thirst.

¹² they sing among the branches.

¹³ the earth is satisfied by the fruit of his work.

¹⁴ and plants for man to cultivate— bringing forth food from the earth:

¹⁵ oil to make his face shine, and bread that sustains his heart.

¹⁶ the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.

¹⁷ the stork has its home in the pine trees.

¹⁸ the crags are a refuge for the coneys.

¹⁹ and the sun knows when to go down.

²⁰ and all the beasts of the forest prowl.

²¹ and seek their food from God.

²² they return and lie down in their dens.

²³ to his labor until evening.

²⁴ In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures.

²⁵ teeming with creatures beyond number— living things both large and small.

²⁶ and the leviathan, which you formed to frolic there.

²⁷ to give them their food at the proper time.

²⁸ they gather it up; when you open your hand, they are satisfied with good things.

²⁹ they are terrified; when you take away their breath, they die and return to the dust.

³⁰ they are created, and you renew the face of the earth.

³¹ may the Lord rejoice in his works—

³² who touches the mountains, and they smoke.

³³ I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.

³⁴ as I rejoice in the Lord.

³⁵ and the wicked be no more. Praise the Lord, O my soul. Praise the Lord.