Psalm 104

1. O bless the LORD, my soul, and praise His  / Name.  / LORD God, how great Thou art, how bright Thy  / fame!  / Thou, who art clothed with majesty and glory,  / Thou, robed in light, we honor and adore Thee.  / The heavens Thou hast stretched out like a tent,  / Thy dwelling founded on the firmament.  / Clouds are Thy chariot, storms lend Thee their  / pinions;  / Winds are Thy heralds, fire and flame Thy  / minions.

2. The earth, which Thou hast founded, none can  / shake.  / The raging deep Thou as its cloak didst make,  / And even mountains were concealed there-under.  / Waves rushed and fled at Thy rebuke, Thy  / thunder;  / Hills then sprang up, while valleys sank and  / drowned.  / To mighty oceans Thou didst set a bound;  / Thou didst appoint a place for them, that never  / Their roaring floods the earth again might cover.

3. Thou makest springs gush forth in vales and dells.  / Between the hills, brooks flow from sparkling  / wells  / And quench the thirst of beasts in field and forest;  / Wild asses drink the waters which Thou pourest.  / There birds of heaven dwell in shrub and tree;  / They sing among the branches, praising Thee.  / Hills drenchest Thou from heaven, where Thou  / livest;  / The earth is satisfied with all Thou givest. / W. van der Kamp, 1972; rev.

Genevan Psalter