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 Psalm 104 - 2nd Version
Psalm 104 HANOVER | Same-Tune Hymns | Bible Passage
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Scottish Psalter |
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William Croft, 1678-1727 |
1 MY soul, praise the Lord; Thou, Lord, mine own God, Art glorious, enrobed In beauty and might; 2 The heavens, like a curtain, Thou spreadest abroad; As raiment, around thee Enfoldest the light.
3 For chamber-beams sure, Dark waters he binds; Of clouds dim and deep His chariot doth frame, On stormy blasts riding, On wings of all winds; 4 His angels are spirits, His servants a flame.
5 Foundations secure He laid for the globe, That stable and firm It ever should last; 6 The waste ocean gathering O'er all as a robe: O'er all the high mountains The surging waves passed.
7 At thy dread rebuke They flee and they fail; Thy thunder is heard, They speed here and there; 8 They burst the ridge over, They rush down the vale; Where thou hast appointed, They haste to repair.
9 Thine own word hath set Their border and bound; They roar and they toss, But cannot pass o'er: The word of Jehovah A sure fence is found; The flood o'er the mountains Returneth no more.
10 He unto the vales The springs doth convey; And onward they wind Their course through the hills; 11 Whereat the wild asses Their thirst oft allay, And beasts of the forest Thereof drink their fills.
12 By these pleasant springs, The fowls of the air Inhabit the trees, The margin along; And, as in their gladness They move here and there Among the green branches, Praise God with their song.
13 His rain on the hills He pours from on high; With fruit of thy works The earth is replete; 14 His grass to the cattle He doth not deny, And gives for man's service The green herb as meat.
15 From earth, store of food He brings for man's sake; Rich oil, gladsome wine, Heart-strengthening bread. 16 His trees full of moisture The great God did make; His cedars he planted On Lebanon's head.
17 Secure in those shades The bird builds her nest; The firs to the stork A house have supplied; 18 The hills are a refuge For wild goats to rest; The crags of the rough rocks For conies to hide.
19 The moon he hath set For seasons to run; The times he ordained Her change ever shows; And so, his course circling, The glorious sun His hour of descending As constantly knows.
20 When darkness doth come By thy will and power, Then prowl forth abroad The beasts of the wood. 21 The lions range roaring Their prey to devour; And yet it is thou, Lord, Who givest them food.
22 As riseth the sun, They all get them in; Withdrawn from his light, To couch in their den; 23 But man forth proceedeth His toil to begin; Till night come to call him To take rest again.
24 How manifold, Lord, The works of thy hand! Surpassing our thoughts Their numbers axe found! Thy outspread creation In wisdom is planned, And full of thy riches The wide world around.
25 So in the great sea Thy works are displayed, Where creeping things move, Unnumbered in sort; 26 And there the ships wander, And there thou hast made Leviathan, hugest Of monsters, to sport.
27 All these wait on thee Their food to receive; That thou, in due time, Their portion may'st give: 28 And, when it doth please thee Their wants to relieve, Full gladly they gather Thy bounty and live.
Thou openest thine hand; How full their supply! 29 Thou hidest thy face; Confounded they mourn: When thou from them takest Their spirit, they die, And to their dust, changing, Again they return.
30 Thou send'st forth thy breath, And they are new made; And earth, as at first, Looks vernal and bright. 31 In glory for ever The Lord is arrayed; And in his creation Our God will delight.
32 He looks on the earth, It reels to and fro; He touches the hills, With smoke they are crowned. 33 Through life to Jehovah Mine anthems shall flow; While yet I have being His praise I will sound.
34 With dear thoughts of him My heart shall run o'er; With God all my joy In treasure is stored. 35 The sinners are wasted: Earth sees them no more; The rebels---where are they? My soul, praise the Lord.
OTHER HYMNS with the SAME TUNE:
Begone, Unbelief John Newton, 1725-1807
Though Troubles Assail John Newton, 1725-1807
Ye Servants of God, Your Master Proclaim Charles Wesley, 1707-1788
BIBLE PASSAGE:
1 ¶ Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty. 2 Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain: 3 Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind: 4 Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire: 5 Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be removed for ever. 6 Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: the waters stood above the mountains. 7 At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away. 8 They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which thou hast founded for them. 9 Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth. 10 ¶ He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills. 11 They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their thirst. 12 By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among the branches. 13 He watereth the hills from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy works. 14 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; 15 And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face to shine, and bread which strengtheneth man's heart. 16 The trees of the LORD are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted; 17 Where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir trees are her house. 18 The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies. 19 ¶ He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down. 20 Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep forth. 21 The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat from God. 22 The sun ariseth, they gather themselves together, and lay them down in their dens. 23 Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening. 24 O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches. 25 So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts. 26 There go the ships: there is that leviathan, whom thou hast made to play therein. 27 These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due season. 28 That thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good. 29 Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust. 30 Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face of the earth. 31 ¶ The glory of the LORD shall endure for ever: the LORD shall rejoice in his works. 32 He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: he toucheth the hills, and they smoke. 33 I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being. 34 My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the LORD. 35 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.
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