Let the sea roar with its fullness; the world, and those who dwell therein.
Let the rivers clap their hands. Let the mountains sing for joy together.
Know that Yahweh, he is God. It is he who has made us, and we are his. We are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.
This will be written for the generation to come. A people which will be created will praise Yah.
Of old, you laid the foundation of the earth. The heavens are the work of your hands.
They will perish, but you will endure. Yes, all of them will wear out like a garment. You will change them like a cloak, and they will be changed.
For he knows how we are made. He remembers that we are dust.
Praise Yahweh, all you works of his, in all places of his dominion. Praise Yahweh, my soul!
Bless Yahweh, my soul. Yahweh, my God, you are very great. You are clothed with honor and majesty.
He covers himself with light as with a garment. He stretches out the heavens like a curtain.
He lays the beams of his rooms in the waters. He makes the clouds his chariot. He walks on the wings of the wind.
He makes his messengers winds; his servants flames of fire.
He laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be moved forever.
You covered it with the deep as with a cloak. The waters stood above the mountains.
At your rebuke they fled. At the voice of your thunder they hurried away.
The mountains rose, the valleys sank down, to the place which you had assigned to them.
You have set a boundary that they may not pass over; that they don’t turn again to cover the earth.
He sends springs into the valleys. They run among the mountains.
They give drink to every animal of the field. The wild donkeys quench their thirst.
The birds of the sky nest by them. They sing among the branches.
He waters the mountains from his rooms. The earth is filled with the fruit of your works.
He causes the grass to grow for the livestock, and plants for man to cultivate, that he may produce food out of the earth:
wine that makes glad the heart of man, oil to make his face to shine, and bread that strengthens man’s heart.
Yahweh’s trees are well watered, the cedars of Lebanon, which he has planted;
where the birds make their nests. The stork makes its home in the cypress trees.
The high mountains are for the wild goats. The rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers.
He appointed the moon for seasons. The sun knows when to set.
You make darkness, and it is night, in which all the animals of the forest prowl.
The sun rises, and they steal away, and lay down in their dens.
Man goes out to his work, to his labor until the evening.
Yahweh, how many are your works! In wisdom have you made them all. The earth is full of your riches.
There is the sea, great and wide, in which are innumerable living things, both small and large animals.
There the ships go, and leviathan, whom you formed to play there.
These all wait for you, that you may give them their food in due season.
You give to them; they gather. You open your hand; they are satisfied with good.
You hide your face: they are troubled; you take away their breath: they die, and return to the dust.
You send out your Spirit and they are created. You renew the face of the ground.
Let Yahweh’s glory endure forever. Let Yahweh rejoice in his works.
He looks at the earth, and it trembles. He touches the mountains, and they smoke.
He gave them hail for rain, with lightning in their land.
He struck their vines and also their fig trees, and shattered the trees of their country.
These see Yahweh’s deeds, and his wonders in the deep.
For he commands, and raises the stormy wind, which lifts up its waves.
He turns rivers into a desert, water springs into a thirsty ground,
and a fruitful land into a salt waste, for the wickedness of those who dwell in it.
He turns a desert into a pool of water, and a dry land into water springs.
Be exalted, God, above the heavens! Let your glory be over all the earth.
Yahweh’s works are great, pondered by all those who delight in them.
The sea saw it, and fled. The Jordan was driven back.
The mountains skipped like rams, the little hills like lambs.
What was it, you sea, that you fled? You Jordan, that you turned back?
You mountains, that you skipped like rams; you little hills, like lambs?
Tremble, you earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the God of Jacob,
Blessed are you by Yahweh, who made heaven and earth.
The heavens are the heavens of Yahweh; but the earth has he given to the children of men.
This is Yahweh’s doing. It is marvelous in our eyes.
This is the day that Yahweh has made. We will rejoice and be glad in it!
The earth is full of your loving kindness, Yahweh. Teach me your statutes. TET
Your hands have made me and formed me. Give me understanding, that I may learn your commandments.
Your faithfulness is to all generations. You have established the earth, and it remains.
Your laws remain to this day, for all things serve you.
My help comes from Yahweh, who made heaven and earth.
Our help is in Yahweh’s name, who made heaven and earth.
May Yahweh bless you from Zion; even he who made heaven and earth.
Whatever Yahweh pleased, that he has done, in heaven and in earth, in the seas and in all deeps;
who causes the clouds to rise from the ends of the earth; who makes lightnings with the rain; who brings the wind out of his treasuries;
To him who alone does great wonders; for his loving kindness endures forever:
To him who by understanding made the heavens; for his loving kindness endures forever:
To him who spread out the earth above the waters; for his loving kindness endures forever:
To him who made the great lights; for his loving kindness endures forever:
The sun to rule by day; for his loving kindness endures forever;
The moon and stars to rule by night; for his loving kindness endures forever:
Who gives food to every creature; for his loving kindness endures forever.
If I take the wings of the dawn, and settle in the uttermost parts of the sea;
For you formed my inmost being. You knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I will give thanks to you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful. My soul knows that very well.
My frame wasn’t hidden from you, when I was made in secret, woven together in the depths of the earth.
Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.
How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is their sum!
If I would count them, they are more in number than the sand. When I wake up, I am still with you.
I remember the days of old. I meditate on all your doings. I contemplate the work of your hands.
Yahweh, what is man, that you care for him? Or the son of man, that you think of him?
Of the glorious majesty of your honor, of your wondrous works, I will meditate.
Yahweh is good to all. His tender mercies are over all his works.
who made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that is in them; who keeps truth forever;
He counts the number of the stars. He calls them all by their names.
Great is our Lord, and mighty in power. His understanding is infinite.
who covers the sky with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass grow on the mountains.
He provides food for the livestock, and for the young ravens when they call.
He gives snow like wool, and scatters frost like ashes.
He hurls down his hail like pebbles. Who can stand before his cold?
He sends out his word, and melts them. He causes his wind to blow, and the waters flow.
Praise Yah! Praise Yahweh from the heavens! Praise him in the heights!
Praise him, sun and moon! Praise him, all you shining stars!
Praise him, you heavens of heavens, You waters that are above the heavens.
Let them praise Yahweh’s name, For he commanded, and they were created.
He has also established them forever and ever. He has made a decree which will not pass away.
Praise Yahweh from the earth, you great sea creatures, and all depths;
lightning and hail, snow and clouds; stormy wind, fulfilling his word;
mountains and all hills; fruit trees and all cedars;












