Psalm 104

¹Bless Jehovah, O my soul! Jehovah my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with majesty and splendour;

²Covering thyself with light as with a garment, stretching out the heavens like a tent-curtain; —

³Who layeth the beams of his upper chambers in the waters, who maketh clouds his chariot, who walketh upon the wings of the wind;

⁴Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flame of fire.

⁵He laid the earth upon its foundations: it shall not be removed for ever.

⁶Thou hadst covered it with the deep, as with a vesture; the waters stood above the mountains:

⁷At thy rebuke they fled, at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away; —

⁸The mountains rose, the valleys sank, unto the place which thou hadst founded for them; —

⁹Thou hast set a bound which they may not pass over, that they turn not again to cover the earth.

¹⁰He sendeth the springs into the valleys: they run among the mountains;

¹¹They give drink to every beast of the field; the wild asses quench their thirst.

¹²The birds of heaven dwell by them; they give forth their voice from among the branches.

¹³He watereth the mountains from his upper-chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy works.

¹⁴He maketh the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man; bringing forth bread out of the earth,