Thursday, October 16, 2014

Psalm 104

Bless the Lord, O my soul.
O Lord my God, you are very great.
You are clothed with honor and majesty,
wrapped in light as with a garment.

                                        You stretch out the heavens like a tent,
                                        you set the beams of your chambers on the waters, 
                                        you make the clouds your chariot,
                                        you ride on the wings of the wind,
                                        you make the winds your messengers,
                                        fire and flame your ministers.

You cause the grass to grow for the cattle,
and plants for the people to use,
to bring forth food from the earth,
and wine to gladden the human heart,
oil to make the face shine,
and bread to strengthen the human heart.

                                               The trees of the Lord are watered abundantly,
                                               the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.
                                               In them the birds build their nests,
                                               the stork has its home in the fir trees.
You have made the moon to mark the seasons;
the sun knows its time for setting.
                                                       O Lord, how manifold are your works!
                                                       In wisdom you have made them all:
                                                       the earth is full of your creatures.

All your creatures look to you
to give them their food in due season;
when you give to them, they gather it up;
when you open your hand, they are filled with good things.
When you send forth your spirit, they are created;
and you renew the face of the ground.

                                             May the glory of the Lord endure forever;
                                             may the Lord rejoice in his works.

                                              I will sing to the Lord as long as I life;
                                              I will sing praise to my God while I have being.

May my meditation be pleasing to him,
for I rejoice in the Lord.
Bless the Lord, O my soul.
Praise the Lord!

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