1 To the chief musician, a psalmand song of David.(65:2)For thee praise is waiting, O God, in Zion: and unto thee shall vows be paid.
2 (65:3)O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee all flesh shall come.
3 (65:4)The iniquitous things have become too mighty for me: our transgressionsthese wilt thou wipe away.
4 (65:5)Happy is he whom thou choosest, and causest to approach, that he may dwell in thy courts: let us be satisfied with the happiness of thy house, the holiness of thy temple.
5 (65:6)With terrific deeds in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation, who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of the sea, that are far away;
6 (65:7)Who setteth firmly the mountains by his power, who is girded with might;
7 (65:8)Who assuageth the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the tumult of nations.
8 (65:9)And they that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid of thy wondrous signs: the outgoings of the morning and evening thou causest to rejoice.
9 (65:10)Thou hast thought of the earth, and waterest her abundantly; thou greatly enrichest her; the brook of God is full of water: thou preparest their corn, when thou hast thus prepared her.
10 (65:11)Watering her furrows abundantly, smoothing down her ridges, thou softenest her with showers; thou blessest her growth.
11 (65:12)Thou hast crowned the year of thy goodness; and thy tracks drop fatness:
12 (65:13)The pastures of the wilderness are dropping with plenty: and the hills are girt with gladness.
13 (65:14)The meadows are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are enveloped with corn: men shout for joy, yea, they also sing.