Psalm 104

¹Give praise to the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, you are very great; you are robed with honour and power.

²You are clothed with light as with a robe; stretching out the heavens like a curtain:

³The arch of your house is based on the waters; you make the clouds your carriage; you go on the wings of the wind:

⁴He makes winds his angels, and flames of fire his servants.

⁵He has made the earth strong on its bases, so that it may not be moved for ever and ever;

⁶Covering it with the sea as with a robe: the waters were high over the mountains;

⁷At the voice of your word they went in flight; at the sound of your thunder they went away in fear;

⁸The mountains came up and the valleys went down into the place which you had made ready for them.

⁹You made a limit over which they might not go, so that the earth would never again be covered by them.

¹⁰You sent the springs into the valleys; they are flowing between the hills.

¹¹They give drink to every beast of the field; the mountain asses come to them for water.

¹²The birds of the air have their resting-places by them, and make their song among the branches.

¹³He sends down rain from his store-houses on the hills: the earth is full of the fruit of his works.

¹⁴He makes the grass come up for the cattle, and plants for the use of man; so that bread may come out of the earth;