Psalms 65

¹ For the leader. A psalm of David. A song.

² To you we owe our hymn of praise, O God on Zion; To you our vows must be fulfilled,

³ you who hear our prayers. To you all flesh must come

⁴ with its burden of wicked deeds. We are overcome by our sins; only you can pardon them.

⁵ Happy the chosen ones you bring to dwell in your courts. May we be filled with the good things of your house, the blessings of your holy temple!

⁶ You answer us with awesome deeds of justice, O God our savior, The hope of all the ends of the earth and of far distant islands.

⁷ You are robed in power, you set up the mountains by your might.

⁸ You still the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, the tumult of the peoples.

⁹ Distant peoples stand in awe of your marvels; east and west you make resound with joy.

¹⁰ You visit the earth and water it, make it abundantly fertile. God's stream is filled with water; with it you supply the world with grain. Thus do you prepare the earth:

¹¹ you drench plowed furrows, and level their ridges. With showers you keep the ground soft, blessing its young sprouts.

¹² You adorn the year with your bounty; your paths drip with fruitful rain.

¹³ The untilled meadows also drip; the hills are robed with joy.

¹⁴ The pastures are clothed with flocks, the valleys blanketed with grain; they cheer and sing for joy.