Psalm 104
The LORD's Care for His Creation |
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Bless the LORD, O my
soul.
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O LORD my God, thou art very
great; |
thou art clothed with honor and
majesty: |
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who coverest thyself with light as with a garment:
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who stretchest out the heavens like a
curtain: |
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who layeth the beams of his chambers in
the waters:
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who maketh the clouds his chariot: |
who walketh upon the wings of the
wind: |
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who maketh his angels spirits;
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who laid the foundations of the
earth,
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that it should not be removed for
ever. |
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Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment:
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the waters stood above the
mountains. |
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At thy rebuke they fled;
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at the voice of thy thunder they hasted
away. |
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They go up by the mountains;
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they go down by the valleys |
unto the place which thou hast founded for
them. |
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Thou hast set a bound that they may not
pass over;
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that they turn not again to cover the earth.
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10 |
He sendeth the springs into the
valleys,
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which run among the
hills. |
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They give drink to every beast of the
field:
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the wild asses quench their
thirst. |
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By them shall the fowls of the heaven
have their habitation,
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which sing among the
branches. |
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13 |
He watereth the hills from his
chambers:
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the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy works.
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14 |
He causeth the grass to grow for the
cattle,
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and herb for the service of man: |
that he may bring forth food out of the
earth; |
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and wine that maketh glad the
heart of man,
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and oil to make his face to
shine, |
and bread which strengtheneth man's
heart. |
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The trees of the LORD are full of sap;
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the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath
planted; |
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where the birds make their nests:
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as for the stork, the fir trees are her house. |
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The high hills are a refuge for
the wild goats;
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and the rocks for the
conies. |
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He appointed the moon for seasons:
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the sun knoweth his going
down. |
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Thou makest darkness, and it is
night:
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wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth. |
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The young lions roar after their
prey,
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and seek their meat from
God. |
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The sun ariseth, they gather themselves
together,
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and lay them down in their
dens. |
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23 |
Man goeth forth unto his work
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and to his labor until the evening.
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O LORD, how manifold
are thy works!
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In wisdom hast thou made them all: |
the earth is full of thy
riches. |
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So is this great and wide sea,
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wherein are things creeping
innumerable, |
both small and great
beasts. |
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There go the ships:
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These wait all upon thee;
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that thou mayest give them their meat in due
season. |
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That thou givest them they
gather:
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thou openest thine hand, they are filled with
good. |
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29 |
Thou hidest thy face, they are
troubled:
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thou takest away their breath, they die, |
and return to their
dust. |
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30 |
Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are
created:
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and thou renewest the face of the earth.
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31 |
The glory of the LORD shall endure for ever:
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the LORD shall rejoice in his
works. |
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He looketh on the earth, and it
trembleth:
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he toucheth the hills, and they
smoke. |
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33 |
I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live:
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I will sing praise to my God while I have my
being. |
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34 |
My meditation of him shall be sweet:
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I will be glad in the LORD. |
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Let the sinners be consumed out of the
earth,
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and let the wicked be no more. |
Bless thou the LORD, O my
soul. |
Praise ye the LORD. |
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