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Psalm 104


[Recommended tunes: v 1-23 Bloxham, Bishopthorpe, Weymouth; 
v 24-35 Glasgow, St Peter]



1Bless God, my soul. O Lord my God,

thou art exceeding great;

With honour and with majesty

thou clothed art in state.

2With light, as with a robe, thyself

thou coverest about;

And, like unto a curtain, thou

the heavens stretchest out.


3Who of his chambers doth the beams

within the waters lay;

Who doth the clouds his chariot make,

on wings of wind make way.

4Who flaming fire his ministers,

his angels sp'rits, doth make:

5Who earth's foundations did lay,

that it should never shake.


6Thou didst it cover with the deep,

as with a garment spread:

The waters stood above the hills,

when thou the word but said.

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.


8They by the mountains do ascend,

and by the valley-ground

Descend, unto that very place

which thou for them didst found.

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.


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.

12By them the fowls of heav'n shall have

their habitation,

Which do among the branches sing

with delectation.


13He from his chambers watereth

the hills, when they are dry'd:

With fruit and increase of thy works

the earth is satisfy'd.

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;


15And wine, that to the heart of man

doth cheerfulness impart,

Oil that his face makes shine, and bread

that strengtheneth his heart.

16The trees of God are full of sap;

the cedars that do stand

In Lebanon , which planted were

by his almighty hand.


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.

18The lofty mountains for wild goats

a place of refuge be;

The conies also to the rocks

do for their safety flee.


19He sets the moon in heav'n, thereby

the seasons to discern:

From him the sun his certain time

of going down doth learn.

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.


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.

24How manifold, Lord, are thy works!

in wisdom wonderful

Thou ev'ry one of them hast made;

earth's of thy riches full:


25So is this great and spacious sea,

wherein things creeping are,

Which number'd cannot be; and beasts

both great and small are there.

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.


28That which thou givest unto them

they gather for their food;

Thine hand thou open'st lib'rally,

they filled are with good.

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.


30Thy quick'ning spirit thou send'st forth,

then they created be;

And then the earth's decayed face

renewed is by thee.

31The glory of the mighty Lord

continue shall for ever:

The Lord Jehovah shall rejoice

in all his works together.


32Earth, as affrighted, trembleth all,

if he on it but look;

And if the mountains he but touch,

they presently do smoke.

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.


34Of him my meditation shall

sweet thoughts to me afford;

And as for me, I will rejoice

in God, my only Lord.

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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