⁸ Let the floods clap their hands;
    let the hills sing together for joy^(A)

¹² The north and the south^[a]—you created them;
    Tabor and Hermon joyously praise your name.^(A)

¹² The pastures of the wilderness overflow;
    the hills gird themselves with joy;^(A)
13 the meadows clothe themselves with flocks;
    the valleys deck themselves with grain;
    they shout and sing together for joy.^(B)

¹ Clap your hands, all you peoples;
    shout to God with loud songs of joy.^(A)