Psalms 104:1-13 ▼

1 Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, Thou art very great; Thou art clothed with glory and majesty.

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

3 Who layest the beams of Thine upper chambers in the waters, Who makest the clouds Thy chariot, Who walkest upon the wings of the wind;

4 Who makest winds Thy messengers, The flaming fire Thy ministers.

5 Who didst establish the earth upon its foundations, That it should not be moved for ever and ever;

6 Thou didst cover 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 didst set a bound which they should not pass over, That they might not return to cover the earth.

10 Who sendest forth springs into the valleys; They run between the mountains;

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

12 Beside them dwell the fowl of the heaven, From among the branches they sing.

13 Who waterest the mountains from Thine upper chambers; The earth is full of the fruit of Thy works.