Psalm 104

Praise the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you have become exceedingly glorious; you are clothed with majesty and honor.

You clothe yourself with light as with a garment, and spread out the heavens like a curtain.

You lay the beams of your chambers in the waters, and make the clouds your chariot, and walk upon the wings of the wind.

You make winds your messengers, and flames of fire your ministers.

You laid the foundations of the earth, that it never should move at any time.

You cover it with the deep as with a garment; the waters stand above the hills.

At your rebuke they fled; at the voice of your thunder they hastened away.

They went up as high as the hills, and down to the valleys beneath, even to the place you had appointed for them.

You have set bounds for them which they shall not pass; neither shall they again cover the earth.

You send the springs into the rivers, which run among the hills.

All beasts of the field drink thereof, and the wild donkeys quench their thirst.

Beside them shall the birds of the air have their habitation and sing among the branches.

You water the hills from above; the earth is filled with the fruit of your works.

You bring forth grass for the cattle, and plants for the service of mankind,

That they may bring food out of the earth, and wine that makes glad the heart, and oil to make a cheerful countenance, and bread to strengthen the heart.

The trees of the Lord also are full of sap, even the cedars of Lebanon which he planted,

Wherein the birds make their nests, and the fir trees are a dwelling for the stork.

The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats, and so are the stony cliffs for the rock badgers.

You appointed the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows its going down.

You make darkness that it may be night, in which all the beasts of the forest move.

The lions, roaring after their prey, seek their meat from God.

The sun arises, and they go away together, and lay themselves down in their dens.

Man goes forth to his work, and to his labor until the evening.

O Lord, how manifold are your works; in wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures.