| Chapter 104 |
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Bless, O my soul, Jehovah! Jehovah, my God, Thou hast been very great, Honour and majesty Thou hast put on. --
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Covering himself [with] light as a garment, Stretching out the heavens as a curtain, --
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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, --
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Making His messengers -- the winds, His ministers -- the flaming fire. --
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He hath founded earth on its bases, It is not moved to the age and for ever. --
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The abyss! as with clothing Thou hast covered it, Above hills do waters stand. --
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From Thy rebuke they flee, From the voice of Thy thunder haste away. --
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They go up hills -- they go down valleys, Unto a place Thou hast founded for them. --
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A border Thou hast set, they pass not over, They turn not back to cover the earth. --
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Who is sending forth fountains in valleys, Between hills they go on. --
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They water every beast of the field, Wild asses break their thirst. --
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By them the fowl of the heavens doth dwell, From between the branches They give forth the voice. --
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Watering hills from His upper chambers, From the fruit of Thy works is the earth satisfied. --
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Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth, --
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And wine -- it rejoiceth the heart of man, To cause the face to shine from oil, And bread -- the heart of man it supporteth. --
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Satisfied [are] the trees of Jehovah, Cedars of Lebanon that He hath planted, --
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Where birds do make nests, The stork -- the firs [are] her house. --
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The high hills [are] for wild goats, Rocks [are] a refuge for conies, --
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He made the moon for seasons, The sun hath known his place of entrance. --
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Thou settest darkness, and it is night, In it doth every beast of the forest creep. --
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The young lions are roaring for prey, And to seek from God their food. --
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The sun riseth, they are gathered, And in their dens they crouch. --
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Man goeth forth to his work, And to his service -- till evening. --
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How many have been Thy works, O Jehovah, All of them in wisdom Thou hast made, Full is the earth of thy possessions. --
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This, the sea, great and broad of sides, There [are] moving things -- innumerable, Living creatures -- small with great. --
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There do ships go: leviathan, That Thou hast formed to play in it. --
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All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season. --
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Thou dost give to them -- they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand -- they [are] satisfied [with] good. --
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Thou hidest Thy face -- they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit -- they expire, And unto their dust they turn back. --
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Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground. --
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The honour of Jehovah is to the age, Jehovah rejoiceth in His works, --
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Who is looking to earth, and it trembleth, He cometh against hills, and they smoke. --
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I sing to Jehovah during my life, I sing praise to my God while I exist. --
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Sweet is my meditation on Him, I -- I do rejoice in Jehovah. --
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Consumed are sinners from the earth, And the wicked are no more. Bless, O my soul, Jehovah. Praise ye Jehovah! --
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