Psalms 104
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| 1 | Blesse the Lord, O my soule, O Lord my God, thou art very great: thou art clothed with honour and maiestie. |
| 2 | Who couerest thy selfe with light, as with a garment: who stretchest out the heauens like a curtaine. |
| 3 | Who layeth the beames of his chambers in the waters, who maketh the cloudes his charet: who walketh vpon the wings of the wind. |
| 4 | Who maketh his Angels spirits: his ministers a flaming fire. |
| 5 | Who laid the foundations of the earth: that it should not be remoued for euer. |
| 6 | Thou coueredst it with the deepe as with a garment: the waters stood aboue the mountaines. |
| 7 | At thy rebuke they fled: at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away. |
| 8 | They go vp by the mountaines: they goe downe by the valleys vnto the place which thou hast founded for them. |
| 9 | Thou hast set a bound that they may not passe ouer: that they turne not againe to couer the earth. |
| 10 | He sendeth the springs into the valleys: which runne among the hilles. |
| 11 | They giue drinke to euery beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst. |
| 12 | By them shall the foules of the heauen haue their habitation: which sing among the branches. |
| 13 | He watereth the hilles from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy workes. |
| 14 | He causeth the grasse to grow for the cattell, and herbe for the seruice of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth: |
| 15 | And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oile to make his face to shine: and bread which strengtheneth mans heart. |
| 16 | The trees of the Lord are full of sappe: the cedars of Lebanon which he hath planted. |
| 17 | Where the birds make their nests: as for the Storke, the firre trees are her house. |
| 18 | The hie hilles are a refuge for the wilde goates: and the rockes for the conies. |
| 19 | He appointed the moone for seasons; the sunne knoweth his going downe. |
| 20 | Thou makest darknesse, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forrest doe creepe forth. |
| 21 | The young lyons roare after their pray: and seeke their meate from God. |
| 22 | The sunne ariseth, they gather themselues together: and lay them downe in their dennes. |
| 23 | Man goeth forth vnto his worke: and to his labour, vntill the euening. |
| 24 | O Lord, how manifold are thy workes! in wisedome hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches. |
| 25 | So is this great and wide Sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable: both small and great beasts. |
| 26 | There goe the shippes; there is that Leuiathan, whom thou hast made to play therein. |
| 27 | These waite all vpon thee: that thou mayest giue them their meate in due season. |
| 28 | That thou giuest them, they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good. |
| 29 | Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled, thou takest away their breath, they die: and returne to their dust. |
| 30 | Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face of the earth. |
| 31 | The glory of the Lord shall endure for euer: the Lord shall reioyce in his workes. |
| 32 | Hee looketh on the earth, and it trembleth; he toucheth the hilles, and they smoke. |
| 33 | I will sing vnto the Lord as long as I liue: I will sing praise to my God, while I haue my being. |
| 34 | My meditation of him shalbe sweete: I will be glad in the Lord. |
| 35 | Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked bee no more: blesse thou the Lord, O my soule. Praise yee the Lord. |