Psalms 65

1 “To the chief musician, a psalm [and] song of David.” For thee praise is waiting, O God, in Zion: and unto thee shall vows be paid.

2 O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee all flesh shall come.

3 The iniquitous things have become too mighty for me: our transgressions—these wilt thou wipe away.

4 Happy is he whom thou choosest, and causest to approach, that he may dwell in thy courts: let us be satisfied with the happiness of thy house, the holiness of thy temple.

5 With terrific deeds in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of the sea, that are far away;

6 Who setteth firmly the mountains by his power, who is girded with might;

7 Who assuageth the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the tumult of nations.

8 And they that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid of thy wondrous signs: the outgoings of the morning and evening thou causest to rejoice.

9 Thou hast thought of the earth, and waterest her abundantly; thou greatly enrichest her; the brook of God is full of water: thou preparest their corn, when thou hast thus prepared her.

10 Watering her furrows abundantly, smoothing down her ridges, thou softenest her with showers; thou blessest her growth.

11 Thou hast crowned the year of thy goodness; and thy tracks drop fatness:

12 The pastures of the wilderness are dropping [with plenty]: and the hills are girt with gladness.

13 The meadows are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are enveloped with corn: men shout for joy, [yea, ] they also sing.