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| [1]My soule blesse thou God: O God my Lord thou art become exceeding great, thou hast put on glory and maiestie |
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| [2]Who is decked with light as it were with a garment: spreadyng out the heauens like a curtayne |
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| [3]Who seeleth his vpper chaumbers with waters: and maketh the cloudes his charriot, and walketh vpon the wynges of the wynde |
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| [4]He maketh his angels spirites: and his ministers a flaming fire |
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| [5]He hath layde the earth sure vpon her foundations: that it can neuer moue at any tyme |
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| [6]Thou coueredst it with the deepe, lyke as with a garment: the waters stande vpon the hilles |
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| [7]At thy rebuke they flee: at the noyse of thy thunder they bluster downe apace |
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| [8]The hilles mount aloft: and the valleys settle downe beneath vnto the place where thou hast layde a foundation for them |
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| [9]Thou hast set them their boundes which they shall not passe: neither shall they returne agayne to couer the earth |
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| [10]Who also causeth the springes which runne betweene the hilles: to flowe into the riuers |
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| [11]All beastes of the fielde drinke therof: and the wylde asses quench their thirst |
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| [12]The foules of the ayre haue their habitation nigh vnto them: singing out of the midst of the bowes [of trees. |
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| [13]He watereth the hilles from aboue: the earth is replenished with the fruite of thy workes |
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| [14]He causeth grasse to growe for cattell: and hearbes for the vse of man |
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| [15]That he may bryng foorth foode out of the earth: both wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oyle to make hym haue a chearefull countenaunce, & also bread to strengthen mans heart |
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| [16]The trees of God be satisfied: euen the Cedars of Libanus which he hath planted |
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| [17]Wherin the birdes make their nestes: in the fyrre trees the storke buyldeth |
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| [18]The high hilles are a refuge for goates: and so are the stonie rockes for conies |
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| [19]He hath made the moone for certayne seasons: and the sunne knoweth his goyng downe |
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| [20]Thou makest darknes and it is night: wherein all the beastes of the forrest do go abrode |
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| [21]The Lions do roare after a pray: and in seeking their meate of God |
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| [22]When the sunne ariseth, they recoyle backe: and lay them downe to rest in their dennes |
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| [23]Man goeth foorth to his worke: and to do his seruice vntyll the euening |
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| [24]O God howe manyfolde are thy workes? thou hast made them al in wisdome, the earth is ful of thy ryches |
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| [25]So is the sea it selfe large and wyde in compasse: wherein are thinges creeping innumerable, both small and great beastes |
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| [26]There go the shippes, and there is that Leuiathan: whom thou hast made to take his pastime therin |
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| [27]These wayte all vpon thee: that thou mayest geue them meate in due season |
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| [28]When thou geuest it them, they gather it: and when thou openest thyne hand, they are filled with that which is good |
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| [29]When thou hydest thy face, they are troubled: when thou takest away their spirite, they dye, and are turned agayne to their dust |
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| [30]When thou sendest out thy spirite, they be recreated: and thou reuiuest the face of the earth |
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| [31]The glorious maiestie of God shal endure for euer: God wyll reioyce in his workes |
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| [32]He beholdeth the earth, & it trembleth: he toucheth the hilles, and they smoke |
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| [33]I wyll syng vnto God as long as I liue: I will sing psalmes vnto my Lord so long as I shall be |
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| [34]My meditations of hym shalbe very pleasaunt: for all my ioy shalbe in God |
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| [35]As for sinners they shalbe consumed out of the earth: and the vngodly shall come to an ende, blesse thou God O my soule, [and] prayse you the Lorde |
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