⁸ The mountains are its pastureland,
    where it searches for every blade of grass.

¹⁵ The eyes of all look to you in hope;
    you give them their food as they need it.
¹⁶ When you open your hand,
    you satisfy the hunger and thirst of every living thing.

²⁷ They all depend on you
    to give them food as they need it.
²⁸ When you supply it, they gather it.
    You open your hand to feed them,
    and they are richly satisfied.

²⁰ The mountains offer it their best food,
    where all the wild animals play.
²¹ It lies under the lotus plants,^[a]
    hidden by the reeds in the marsh.
²² The lotus plants give it shade
    among the willows beside the stream.

¹⁵ “Take a look at Behemoth,^[a]
    which I made, just as I made you.
    It eats grass like an ox.