103 For David himself. Bless the Lord, O my soul: O Lord my God, thou art exceedingly great. Thou hast put on praise and beauty:

² And art clothed with light as with a garment. Who stretchest out the heaven like a pavilion:

³ Who coverest the higher rooms thereof with water. Who makest the clouds thy chariot: who walkest upon the wings of the winds.

⁴ Who makest thy angels spirits: and thy ministers a burning fire.

⁵ Who hast founded the earth upon its own bases: it shall not be moved for ever and ever.

⁶ The deep like a garment is its clothing: above the mountains shall the waters stand.

⁷ At thy rebuke they shall flee: at the voice of thy thunder they shall fear.

⁸ The mountains ascend, and the plains descend into the place which thou hast founded for them.

⁹ Thou hast set a bound which they shall not pass over; neither shall they return to cover the earth.

¹⁰ Thou sendest forth springs in the vales: between the midst of the hills the waters shall pass.

¹¹ All the beasts of the field shall drink: the wild asses shall expect in their thirst.

¹² Over them the birds of the air shall dwell: from the midst of the rocks they shall give forth their voices.

¹³ Thou waterest the hills from thy upper rooms: the earth shall be filled with the fruit of thy works:

¹⁴ Bringing forth grass for cattle, and herb for the service of men. That thou mayst bring bread out of the earth:

¹⁵ And that wine may cheer the heart of man. That he may make the face cheerful with oil: and that bread may strengthen man's heart.

¹⁶ The trees of the field shall be filled, and the cedars of Libanus which he hath planted:

¹⁷ There the sparrows shall make their nests. The highest of them is the house of the heron.

¹⁸ The high hills are a refuge for the harts, the rock for the irchins.

¹⁹ He hath made the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.

²⁰ Thou hast appointed darkness, and it is night: in it shall all the beasts of the woods go about:

²¹ The young lions roaring after their prey, and seeking their meat from God.

²² The sun ariseth, and they are gathered together: and they shall lie down in their dens.

²³ Man shall go forth to his work, and to his labour until the evening.

²⁴ How great are thy works, O Lord? thou hast made all things in wisdom: the earth is filled with thy riches.

²⁵ So is this great sea, which stretcheth wide its arms: there are creeping things without number: Creatures little and great.

²⁶ There the ships shall go. This sea dragon which thou hast formed to play therein.

²⁷ All expect of thee that thou give them food in season.

²⁸ What thou givest to them they shall gather up: when thou openest thy hand, they shall all be filled with good.

²⁹ But if thou turnest away thy face, they shall be troubled: thou shalt take away their breath, and they shall fail, and shall return to their dust.

³⁰ Thou shalt send forth thy spirit, and they shall be created: and thou shalt renew the face of the earth.

³¹ May the glory of the Lord endure for ever: the Lord shall rejoice in his works.

³² He looketh upon the earth, and maketh it tremble: he toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.

³³ I will sing to the Lord as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.

³⁴ Let my speech be acceptable to him: but I will take delight in the Lord.

³⁵ Let sinners be consumed out of the earth, and the unjust, so that they be no more: O my soul, bless thou the Lord.