Benedic anima. Ps.104.W.K.

A thanksgiving for the creation of the world, and governance of the same by his marvelous providence: also a prayer against the wicked, who are occasions that God diminisheth his blessings.

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My soul praise the Lord,
speak good of his name;
O Lord our great God,
how dost thou appear?
So passing in glory;
that great is thy fame,
Honor and majesty
in thee shine most clear;
 
2 With light as a robe,
thou hast thee beclad,
Whereby all the earth
thy greatness may see,
The heavens in such sort
thou also hast spread,
That it to a curtain
compared may be.
 
3 His chamber beams lie,
in the clouds full sure:
Which as his chariots,
are made him to bear,
And there with much swiftness
his course doth endure:
Upon the wings riding,
of wind in the air.
 
4 He maketh his spirits
as heralds to go:
And lightnings to serve,
we see also pressed,
His will to accomplish,
they run to and fro,
To save or consume things
as seemeth to him best.
 
5 He grounded the earth
so firmly and fast,
That it once to move,
none shall have such power:
 
6 The deep a fair covering,
for it made thou hast:
Which by his own nature
the hills would devour.
 
7 But at thy rebuke,
the waters do flee,
And so give due place,
thy word to obey:
At thy voice of thunder
so fearful they be,
That in their great raging,
they haste soon away.
 
8 The mountains full high,
they then up ascend:
If thou do but speak
thy word they fulfill.
So likewise the waves
most quickly descend.
Where thou them appointest,
remain they do still.
 
9 Their bounds thou hast set,
how far they shall run,
So as in their rage,
not that pass they can,
For God hath appointed,
they shall not return,
The earth to destroy more,
which was made for man.
10 He sendeth the springs
to strong streams and lakes:
Which run do full swift
among the huge hills.
 
11 Where both the wild asses
their thirst oft-times slacks:
And beasts of the mountains,
there of drink their fills.
 
12 By these pleasant springs,
or fountains full fair;
The fowls of the air
abide shall and dwell.
 
13 Who moved by nature,
to hop here and there,
Among the green branches
their songs shall excel.
 
14 The mountains moist
the clouds he doth use:
The earth with his works,
are wholly replete.
 
15 So as the brute cattle
he doth not refuse;
But grass doth provide them,
and herb for man?s meat.
Yea bread, Wine and Oil,
he made for man?s sake,
His face to refresh
and heart to make strong.
 
16 The Cedars of Liban,
this great God did make.
Which trees he doth nourish,
that grow up so long.
 
17 In those may birds build
and make there their nest,
In fir trees the Storks
remain and abide.
 
18 The high hills are succors
for wild Goats to rest;
And eke the rocks stony,
for Conies to hide.
 
19 The Moon then is set,
her seasons to run;
The days from the nights,
thereby to discern,
And by the descending
also of the Sun,
The cold from heat always
thereby we do learn.
 
20 When darkness doth come,
by God?s will and power,
Then creep forth do all
the beasts of the wood.
 
21 The lions range roaring,
their prey to devour;
But yet it is thou (Lord)
which givest them food.
 
22 As soon as the Sun
is up, they retire:
To crouch in their dens
then are they full faine.
 
23 That man to his work may
as right doth require,
?til night come and call him,
to take rest again.
24 How sundry (O Lord)
are all thy works found?
With wisdom full great,
they are indeed wrought,
So that the whole world
of thy praise doth sound,
And as for thy riches
they pass all mens thought,.
 
25 So as the great Sea,
which large is and broad,
Where things that creep swarm,
and beasts of each sort.
 
26 There both mighty ships sail,
and some lie at road:
The Whale huge and monstrous,
there also doth sport.
 
27 All things on thee wait,
thou dost them relieve,
And thou in due time
full well dost them feed.
 
28 Now when it doth please thee,
the same so to give,
They gather full gladly
those things which they need,
Thou openest thy hand,
and they find such grace:
That they with good things
are filled we see.
 
29 But sore are they troubled,
if thou turn thy face;
For if thou their breath take,
vile dust then they be.
 
30 Again, when thy spirit
from them doth proceed:
All things to appoint
and what shall ensue.
 
31 Then are they created,
as thou hast decreed:
And dost by thy goodness
the dry earth renew.
 
32 The praise of the Lord
forever shall last.
Who may in his works
by right well rejoice.
His look can the earth make
to tremble full fast:
And likewise the mountains
to smoke at his voice.
 
33 To this Lord and God,
sing will I always,
So long as I live
my God praise will I.
 
34 Then am I most certain,
my words shall him please.
I will rejoice in him,
to him will I cry.
 
35 The sinners, O Lord,
consume in thine ire,
And eke the perverse
them root out with shame:
But as for my soul now,
let it still desire,
And say with the faithful,
praise ye the Lords name.

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