Psalm 65
To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A Song.
You, O God, are to be praised in Zion, and unto you shall vows be performed in Jerusalem.
You who hear our prayer, unto you shall all flesh come.
My misdeeds prevail against me; O be merciful and blot out our sins.
Blessed is the man whom you choose and receive unto yourself; he shall dwell in your courts, and shall be satisfied with the pleasures of your house, even of your holy temple.
You shall show us wonderful things in your righteousness, O God of our salvation, for you are the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the isles that are far away.
You in your strength set firm the mountains, and are girded about with power.
You still the raging of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the peoples.
Those who dwell in the uttermost parts of the earth shall be in fear of your wonders; you make the morning and evening to shout with joy.
You visit the earth and bless it; you make it very plenteous.
The river of God is full of water; you prepare the grain, for so you provide for the earth.
You water its furrows; you send rain into the little valleys; you make it soft with the drops of rain and bless the increase of it.
You crown the year with your goodness, and your paths overflow with plenty.
The fields of the wilderness are rich in pasture, and the little hills rejoice on every side.
The folds shall be full of sheep; the valleys also shall stand so thick with grain that they shall laugh and sing.
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