Bless the LORD, O my soul; O LORD, my God, You are very great; You are clothed in glory and majesty,
wrapped in a robe of light; You spread the heavens like a tent cloth.
He sets the rafters of His lofts in the waters, makes the clouds His chariot, moves on the wings of the wind.
He makes the winds His messengers, fiery flames His servants.
He established the earth on its foundations, so that it shall never totter.
You made the deep cover it as a garment; the waters stood above the mountains.
They fled at Your blast, rushed away at the sound of Your thunder,
—mountains rising, valleys sinking— to the place You established for them.
You set bounds they must not pass so that they never again cover the earth.
You make springs gush forth in torrents; they make their way between the hills,
giving drink to all the wild beasts; the wild asses slake their thirst.
The birds of the sky dwell beside them and sing among the foliage.
You water the mountains from Your lofts; the earth is sated from the fruit of Your work.
You make the grass grow for the cattle, and herbage for man’s labor that he may get food out of the earth—
wine that cheers the hearts of men oil that makes the face shine, and bread that sustains man’s life.
The trees of the LORD drink their fill, the cedars of Lebanon, His own planting,
where birds make their nests; the stork has her home in the junipers.
The high mountains are for wild goats; the crags are a refuge for rock-badgers.
He made the moon to mark the seasons; the sun knows when to set.
You bring on darkness and it is night, when all the beasts of the forests stir.
The lions roar for prey, seeking their food from God.
When the sun rises, they come home and couch in their dens.
Man then goes out to his work, to his labor until the evening.
How many are the things You have made, O LORD; You have made them all with wisdom; the earth is full of Your creations.
There is the sea, vast and wide, with its creatures beyond number, living things, small and great.
There go the ships, and Leviathan that You formed to sport with.
All of them look to You to give them their food when it is due.
Give it to them, they gather it up; open Your hand, they are well satisfied;
hide Your face, they are terrified; take away their breath, they perish and turn again into dust;
send back Your breath, they are created, and You renew the face of the earth.
May the glory of the LORD endure forever; may the LORD rejoice in His works!
He looks at the earth and it trembles; He touches the mountains and they smoke.
I will sing to the LORD as long as I live; all my life I will chant hymns to my God.
May my prayer be pleasing to Him; I will rejoice in the LORD.
May sinners disappear from the earth, and the wicked be no more. Bless the LORD, O my soul. Hallelujah.
