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1Bless God, my soul. O Lord my God,
thou art exceeding great;
With
honour and with majesty
thou clothed art in state.
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2With light, as with a robe, thyself
thou coverest about;
And,
like unto a curtain, thou
the heavens stretchest out.
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3Who of his chambers doth the beams
within the waters lay;
Who
doth the clouds his chariot make,
on wings of wind make way.
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4Who flaming fire his ministers,
his angels sp'rits, doth make:
5Who earth's foundations did lay,
that it should never shake.
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6Thou didst it cover with the deep,
as with a garment spread:
The
waters stood above the hills,
when thou the word but said.
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7But at the voice of thy rebuke
they fled, and would not stay;
They
at thy thunder's dreadful voice
did haste them fast away.
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8They by the mountains do ascend,
and by the valley-ground
Descend,
unto that very place
which thou for them didst found.
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9Thou hast a bound unto them set,
that they may not pass over,
That
they do not return again
the face of earth to cover.
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10He to the valleys sends the springs,
which run among the hills:
11They to all beasts of field give drink,
wild asses drink their fills.
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12By them the fowls of heav'n shall have
their habitation,
Which
do among the branches sing
with delectation.
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13He from his chambers watereth
the hills, when they are dry'd:
With
fruit and increase of thy works
the earth is satisfy'd.
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14For cattle he makes grass to grow,
he makes the herb to spring
For
th' use of man, that food to him
he from the earth may bring;
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15And wine, that to the heart of man
doth cheerfulness impart,
Oil
that his face makes shine, and bread
that strengtheneth his heart.
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16The trees of God are full of sap;
the cedars that do stand
In
Lebanon
, which planted were
by his almighty hand.
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17Birds of the air upon their boughs
do chuse their nests to make;
As
for the stork, the fir-tree she
doth for her dwelling take.
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18The lofty mountains for wild goats
a place of refuge be;
The
conies also to the rocks
do for their safety flee.
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19He sets the moon in heav'n, thereby
the seasons to discern:
From
him the sun his certain time
of going down doth learn.
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20Thou darkness mak'st, 'tis night, then beasts
of forests creep abroad.
21The lions young roar for their prey,
and seek their meat from God.
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22The sun doth rise, and home they flock,
down in their dens they lie.
23Man goes to work, his labour he
doth to the ev'ning ply.
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24How manifold, Lord, are thy works!
in wisdom wonderful
Thou
ev'ry one of them hast made;
earth's of thy riches full:
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25So is this great and spacious sea,
wherein things creeping are,
Which
number'd cannot be; and beasts
both great and small are there.
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26There ships go; there thou mak'st to play
that leviathan great.
27These all wait on thee, that thou may'st
in due time give them meat.
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28That which thou givest unto them
they gather for their food;
Thine
hand thou open'st lib'rally,
they filled are with good.
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29Thou hid'st thy face; they troubled are,
their breath thou tak'st away;
Then
do they die, and to their dust
return again do they.
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30Thy quick'ning spirit thou send'st forth,
then they created be;
And
then the earth's decayed face
renewed is by thee.
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31The glory of the mighty Lord
continue shall for ever:
The
Lord Jehovah shall rejoice
in all his works together.
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32Earth, as affrighted, trembleth all,
if he on it but look;
And
if the mountains he but touch,
they presently do smoke.
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33I will sing to the Lord most high,
so long as I shall live;
And
while I being have I shall
to my God praises give.
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34Of him my meditation shall
sweet thoughts to me afford;
And
as for me, I will rejoice
in God, my only Lord.
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35From earth let sinners be consum'd,
let ill men no more be.
O
thou my soul, bless thou the Lord.
Praise to the Lord give ye.
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