Chapter
104
Bless Yahweh, my soul. Yahweh, my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty.
She covers herself with light as with a garment. She stretches out the heavens like a curtain.
She lays the beams of her chambers in the waters. She makes the clouds her chariot. She walks on the wings of the wind.
She makes her messengers winds; her servants flames of fire.
She laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be moved forever.
You covered it with the deep as with a cloak. The waters stood above the mountains.
At your rebuke they fled. At the voice of your thunder they hurried away.
The mountains rose, the valleys sank down, to the place which you had assigned to them.
You have set a boundary that they may not pass over; that they don't turn again to cover the earth.
She sends forth springs into the valleys. They run among the mountains.
They give drink to every animal of the field. The wild donkeys quench their thirst.
The birds of the sky nest by them. They sing among the branches.
She waters the mountains from her chambers. The earth is filled with the fruit of your works.
She causes the grass to grow for the livestock, and plants for woman to cultivate, that she may bring forth food out of the earth:
wine that makes glad the heart of woman, oil to make her face to shine, and bread that strengthens woman's heart.
Yahweh's trees are well watered, the cedars of Lebanon, which she has planted;
where the birds make their nests. The stork makes its home in the fir trees.
The high mountains are for the wild goats. The rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers.
She appointed the moon for seasons. The sun knows when to set.
You make darkness, and it is night, in which all the animals of the forest prowl.
The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their food from God.
The sun rises, and they steal away, and lay down in their dens.
Woman goes forth to her work, to her labor until the evening.
Yahweh, how many are your works! In wisdom have you made them all. The earth is full of your riches.
There is the sea, great and wide, in which are innumerable living things, both small and large animals.
There the ships go, and leviathan, whom you formed to play there.
These all wait for you, that you may give them their food in due season.
You give to them; they gather. You open your hand; they are satisfied with good.
You hide your face: they are troubled; you take away their breath: they die, and return to the dust.
You send forth your Spirit: they are created. You renew the face of the ground.
Let the glory of Yahweh endure forever. Let Yahweh rejoice in her works.
She looks at the earth, and it trembles. She touches the mountains, and they smoke.
I will sing to Yahweh as long as I live. I will sing praise to my God while I have any being.
Let your meditation be sweet to her. I will rejoice in Yahweh.
Let sinners be consumed out of the earth. Let the wicked be no more. Bless Yahweh, my soul. Praise Yah!