Psalms 65

¹To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. A Song. To Thee, silence -- praise, O God, `is' in Zion, And to Thee is a vow completed.

²Hearer of prayer, to Thee all flesh cometh.

³Matters of iniquities were mightier than I, Our transgressions -- Thou dost cover them.

⁴O the happiness of `him whom' Thou choosest, And drawest near, he inhabiteth Thy courts, We are satisfied with the goodness of Thy house, Thy holy temple.

⁵By fearful things in righteousness Thou answerest us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all far off ends of earth and sea.

⁶Establishing mountains by His power, He hath been girded with might,

⁷Restraining the noise of seas, the noise of their billows, And the multitude of the peoples.

⁸And the inhabitants of the uttermost parts From Thy signs are afraid, The outgoings of morning and evening Thou causest to sing.

⁹Thou hast inspected the earth, and waterest it, Thou makest it very rich, the rivulet of God `is' full of water, Thou preparest their corn, When thus Thou dost prepare it,

¹⁰Its ridges have been filled, Deepened hath been its furrow, With showers Thou dost soften it, Its springing up Thou blessest.

¹¹Thou hast crowned the year of Thy goodness, And Thy paths drop fatness.

¹²Drop do the pastures of a wilderness, And joy of the heights Thou girdest on.

¹³Clothed have lambs the flock, And valleys are covered with corn, They shout -- yea, they sing!