Praise the Lord, my soul.
Lord my God, you are very great;
you are clothed
with splendor and majesty.
He set the earth on its foundations;
it can never be
moved.
He makes springs pour water into the ravines;
it flows between
the mountains.
They give water to all the beasts of the field;
the wild donkeys
quench their thirst.
The birds of the sky nest by the waters;
they sing among
the branches.
He waters the mountains from his upper chambers;
the land is
satisfied by the fruit of his work.
He makes grass grow for the cattle,
and plants for
people to cultivate—
bringing forth
food from the earth:
The trees of the Lord are well watered,
the cedars of
Lebanon that he planted.
There the birds make their nests;
the stork has its
home in the junipers.
The high mountains belong to the wild goats;
the crags are a
refuge for the hyrax.
He made the moon to mark the seasons,
and the sun knows
when to go down.
You bring darkness, it becomes night,
and all the beasts of the forest prowl.
How many are your works, Lord!
In wisdom you made
them all;
the earth is full
of your creatures.
All creatures look to you
to give them their
food at the proper time.
When you send your Spirit,
they are created,
and you renew the
face of the ground.
May the glory of the Lord endure forever;
may the Lord
rejoice in his works—
he who looks at the earth, and it trembles,
who touches the
mountains, and they smoke.
I will sing to the Lord all my life;
I will sing praise
to my God as long as I live.
May my meditation be pleasing to him,
as I rejoice in
the Lord.
Praise the Lord, my soul. Psalm 104, selected verses