Psalms, 65

To the director. A melody of David. A song.

¹ For you there is praise—silence—, O God, in Zion; And to you the vow will be paid.

² O Hearer of prayer, even to you people of all flesh will come.

³ Things of error have proved mightier than I am. As for our transgressions, you yourself will cover them.

⁴ Happy is the one you choose and cause to approach, That he may reside in your courtyards. We^*1 will certainly be satisfied with the goodness of your house, The holy place of your temple.

⁵ With fear-inspiring things in righteousness you will answer us, O God of our salvation, The Trust of all the borders of the earth and those far away on the sea.

⁶ He is firmly establishing the mountains with his power; He is indeed girded with mightiness.

⁷ He is stilling the noise of the seas, The noise of their waves and the turmoil of the national groups.

⁸ And the inhabitants of the uttermost parts will be afraid of your signs; The goings forth of the morning and evening you cause to cry out joyfully.

⁹ You have turned your attention to the earth, that you may give it abundance; You enrich it very much. The stream from God is full of water. You prepare their grain, For that is the way you prepare the earth.^*1

¹⁰ There is a drenching of its furrows, a leveling off of its clods; With copious showers you soften it; you bless its very sprouts.

¹¹ You have crowned the year with^*1 your goodness, And your very tracks drip with fatness.

¹² The pasture grounds of the wilderness keep dripping, And with joyfulness the very hills gird themselves.

¹³ The pastures have become clothed with flocks, And the low plains themselves are enveloped with grain. They shout in triumph, yes, they sing.