Rotherham - Psalms - 104

104:1  Bless, O my soul, Yahweh,—Yahweh, my God, thou art exceedingly great, With honour and majesty, hast thou clothed thyself,

104:2  Putting on light, as a robe, Stretching out the heavens, as a curtain;

104:3  Building, in the waters, his upper chambers,—Who maketh clouds his chariot, Who passeth along on the wings of the wind;

104:4  Making His messengers, winds, His attendants, a flaming fire;

104:5  He hath fixed the earth on its foundations, It is not to be shaken, to times age-abiding and beyond.

104:6  With the resounding deep—as a garment, hast thou covered it, Above the mountains, stand the waters;

104:7  At thy rebuke, they flee, At the voice of thy thunder, they hurry away;

104:8  Mountains rise, Valleys sink, Unto the place which thou hast fixed for them;

104:9  Bounds, hast thou set, which they are not to pass over, They are not to return to cover the earth.

104:10  Who hast sent forth springs, through the torrent-beds, Between the mountains, they flow along;

104:11  They give drink, to every wild beast of the field, The wild asses do break their thirst.

104:12  Over them, the bird of the heavens settleth down, From amidst the foliage, they utter a voice.

104:13  Who watereth the mountains out of his upper chambers, Out of the fruit of thy works, thou satisfiest the earth.

104:14  Who causeth the grass to shoot forth for the cattle, And the herb, for the service of man, That he may bring forth food out of the earth;

104:15  And, wine, may rejoice the heart of man, Making radiant his well-nourished face,—And, food, may, the heart of man, sustain.

104:16  Satisfied are, The trees of Yahweh, The cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;

104:17  Where the birds build their nests, The stork, in the fir-trees, hath her house;

104:18  The high mountains, are for the chamois, The crags, are a refuge for the conies.

104:19  He hath made the moon for seasons, And, the sun, knoweth his place for entering in.

104:20  Thou causest darkness, and it becometh night, Therein, creepeth forth, Every wild beast of the forest;

104:21  The young lions, roaring for prey, And seeking, from GOD, their food.

104:22  The sun ariseth, they withdraw themselves, And, in their lairs, lay them down.

104:23  Man goeth forth to his work, And to his labour, until evening.

104:24  How thy works abound, O Yahweh! All of them—in wisdom, hast thou made, The earth is full of thy possession:—

104:25  This sea here, is great and broad on both hands,—Wherein are creeping things, even without number, Living things, small with great;

104:26  There, ships, sail along, This sea-monster, thou hast formed to sport therein;

104:27  All of them, for thee, do wait, That thou mayest give them their food in its season;

104:28  Thou givest unto them, they gather, Thou openest thy hand, they are satisfied with good.

104:29  Thou hidest thy face, they are dismayed, Thou withdrawest their spirit, They cease to breathe, And, unto their own dust, do they return:

104:30  Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created, And thou renewest the face of the ground.

104:31  Be thy glory, O Yahweh, to times age-abiding, Let Yahweh rejoice in his own works:

104:32  Who looketh at the earth, and it trembleth, He toucheth the mountains, and they smoke.

104:33  I will sing to Yahweh, as long as I live! Yea I will touch the strings to my God, while I continue;

104:34  Pleasing unto him, be my meditation, I, will rejoice in Yahweh.

104:35  Sinners shall be consumed out of the earth And, the lawless, no more, shall exist,—Bless, O my soul, Yahweh, Praise ye Yah!