1 Bless Jehovah, O my soul. O Jehovah my God, thou art very great; Thou art clothed with honor and majesty:

2 Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment; Who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain;

3 Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters; Who maketh the clouds his chariot; Who walketh upon the wings of the wind;

4 Who maketh winds his messengers; Flames of fire his ministers;

5 Who laid the foundations of the earth, That it should not be moved for ever.

6 Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a vesture; The waters stood above the mountains.

7 At thy rebuke they fled; At the voice of thy thunder they hasted away

8 (The mountains rose, the valleys sank down) Unto the place which thou hadst founded for them.

9 Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; That they turn not again to cover the earth.

10 He sendeth forth springs into the valleys; They run among the mountains;

11 They give drink to every beast of the field; The wild asses quench their thirst.

12 By them the birds of the heavens have their habitation; They sing among the branches.

13 He watereth the mountains from his chambers: The earth is filled with the fruit of thy works.

Psalms 104:1-13, American Standard Version. Public domain.
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