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Bless the Lord, O my soul. O Lord my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. |
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Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain: |
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Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind: |
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Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire: |
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Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be removed for ever. |
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Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: the waters stood above the mountains. |
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At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away. |
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They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which thou hast founded for them. |
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Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth. |
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He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills. |
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They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst. |
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By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among the branches. |
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He watereth the hills from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy works. |
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He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth; |
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And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face to shine, and bread which strengtheneth man's heart. |
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The trees of the Lord are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted; |
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Where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir trees are her house. |
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The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies. |
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He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down. |
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Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth. |
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The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat from God. |
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The sun ariseth, they gather themselves together, and lay them down in their dens. |
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Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening. |
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O Lord, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches. |
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So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts. |
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There go the ships: there is that leviathan, whom thou hast made to play therein. |
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These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due season. |
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That thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good. |
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Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust. |
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Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face of the earth. |
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The glory of the Lord shall endure for ever: the Lord shall rejoice in his works. |
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He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: he toucheth the hills, and they smoke. |
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I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being. |
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My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the Lord. |
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Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the Lord, O my soul. Praise ye the Lord. |