Psalm 104:1–13 | Liturgical Calendar

1

Praise the Lord, O my soul. *

O Lord my God, you have become exceedingly glorious; you are clothed with majesty and honor.

2

You clothe yourself with light as with a garment, *

and spread out the heavens like a curtain.

3

You lay the beams of your chambers in the waters, *

and make the clouds your chariot, and walk upon the wings of the wind.

4

You make winds your messengers, *

and flames of fire your ministers.

5

You laid the foundations of the earth, *

that it never should move at any time.

6

You cover it with the deep as with a garment; *

the waters stand above the hills.

7

At your rebuke they fled; *

at the voice of your thunder they hastened away.

8

They went up as high as the hills, and down to the valleys beneath, *

even to the place you had appointed for them.

9

You have set bounds for them which they shall not pass; *

neither shall they again cover the earth.

10

You send the springs into the rivers, *

which run among the hills.

11

All beasts of the field drink thereof, *

and the wild donkeys quench their thirst.

12

Beside them shall the birds of the air have their habitation *

and sing among the branches.

13

You water the hills from above; *

the earth is filled with the fruit of your works.