Psalms 104

1 Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on.⋮

2 Covering himself with light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as 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,⋮

4 Making His messengers — the winds, His ministers — the flaming fire.⋮

5 He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever.⋮

6 The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand.⋮

7 From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away.⋮

8 They go up hills — they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them.⋮

9 A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth.⋮

10 Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on.⋮

11 They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst.⋮

12 By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice.⋮

13 Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied.⋮

14 Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from 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.⋮

16 Satisfied are the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted,⋮

17 Where birds do make nests, The stork — the firs are her house.⋮

18 The high hills are for wild goats, Rocks are a refuge for conies,⋮

19 He made the moon for seasons, The sun hath known his place of entrance.⋮

20 Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep.⋮

21 The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food.⋮

22 The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch.⋮

23 Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service — till 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.⋮

25 This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There are moving things — innumerable, Living creatures — small with great.⋮

26 There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it.⋮

27 All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.⋮

28 Thou dost give to them — they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand — they are satisfied with good.⋮

29 Thou hidest Thy face — they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit — they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.⋮

30 Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground.⋮

31 The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works,⋮

32 Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke.⋮

33 I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist.⋮

34 Sweet is my meditation on Him, I — I do rejoice in Jehovah.⋮

35 Consumed are sinners from the earth, And the wicked are no more. Bless, O my soul, Jehovah. Praise ye Jehovah!⋮