To the chief musician, a psalm and song of David.
1 O GOD, in Sion silently
praise waiteth upon thee:
and thankfully unto thee shall
the vow performed be.
2 O thou that hearken dost unto
the pray’r that men do make,
ev’n unto thee therefore all flesh
themselves they shall betake.
3 Works of iniquity they have
prevailed against me;
as for our trespasses they shall
be purg’d away by thee.
4 O blessed is the man of whom
thou thy free choice dost make;
and that he may dwell in thy courts
him near to thee dost take:
For with the good things of thy house
be satisfied shall we;
and with the holy things likewise
that in thy temple be.
5 In righteousness, thou, by the things
that dreadfully are done,
wilt answer give to us, o God,
of our salvation:
Upon whom all the ends of th’ earth
do confidently stay,
and likewise they that are remov’d
far off upon the sea.
6 He sets fast mountains by his strength
7 girt with might. He doth swage
the noise of seas, noise of their waves
also the peoples rage.
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8 They at thy tokens are afraid
that dwell in parts far out;
out goings of the morning thou
and ev’ning mak’st to shout.
9 Thou visitest the earth, and dost
it moisten plenteously,
thou with Gods stream, full of water
enrichest it greatly:
When thou hast so prepared it,
thou dost them corn prepare.
10 The ridges thou abundantly
waterest that in it are;
The furrows of it thou settlest,
with showers that do fall
thou mak’st it soft, thou dost thereof
the springing bless withal.
11 Thou dost the year with thy goodness
adorn as with a crown,
also the paths where thou dost tread,
fatness they do drop down.
12 They drop upon the pastures that
are in the wilderness;
and girded are the little hills
about with joyfulness.
13 Clothed the pastures are with flocks,
corn over-covering
the valleys is; so that for joy
they shout, they also sing.