Let us praise the Lord for who He is!
Psalm 104 Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, thou art
very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty.
Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who
stretchest out the heavens like a curtain:
Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who
maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind:
Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire:
Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be
removed for ever.
Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: the waters
stood above the mountains.
At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they
hasted away.
They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys
unto the place which thou hast founded for them.
Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they
turn not again to cover the earth.
He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the
hills.
They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses
quench their thirst.
By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation,
which sing among the branches.
He watereth the hills from his chambers: the earth is
satisfied with the fruit of thy works.
He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for
the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make
his face to shine, and bread which strengtheneth man's heart.
Psa 104:16 The trees
of the LORD are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;
Where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir
trees are her house.
The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the
rocks for the conies.
He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going
down.
Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all the
beasts of the forest do creep forth.
The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat
from God.
The sun ariseth, they gather themselves together, and lay
them down in their dens.
Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the
evening.
O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made
them all: the earth is full of thy riches.
So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping
innumerable, both small and great beasts.
There go the ships: there is that leviathan, whom thou hast
made to play therein.
These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their
meat in due season.
That thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand,
they are filled with good.
Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away
their breath, they die, and return to their dust.
Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou
renewest the face of the earth.
The glory of the LORD shall endure for ever: the LORD shall
rejoice in his works.
He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: he toucheth the
hills, and they smoke.
I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing
praise to my God while I have my being.
My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the
LORD.
Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the
wicked be no more. Bless thou the LORD, O my soul. Praise ye the LORD.
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