For the director of music. A psalm of David. A song.
1Praise awaits* you, our God, in Zion; to you our vows will be fulfilled.2You who answer prayer, to you all people will come.3When we were overwhelmed by sins, you forgave* our transgressions.4Blessed are those you choose and bring near to live in your courts! We are filled with the good things of your house, of your holy temple.5You answer us with awesome and righteous deeds, God our Saviour, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas,6who formed the mountains by your power, having armed yourself with strength,7who stilled the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations.8The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.9You care for the land and water it; you enrich it abundantly. The streams of God are filled with water to provide the people with corn, for so you have ordained it.*10You drench its furrows and level its ridges; you soften it with showers and bless its crops.11You crown the year with your bounty, and your carts overflow with abundance.12The grasslands of the wilderness overflow; the hills are clothed with gladness.13The meadows are covered with flocks and the valleys are mantled with corn; they shout for joy and sing.
English Standard Version
O God of Our Salvation
1To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A Song. Praise is due to you,* O God, in Zion, and to you shall vows be performed.2O you who hear prayer, to you shall all flesh come.3When iniquities prevail against me, you atone for our transgressions.4Blessed is the one you choose and bring near, to dwell in your courts! We shall be satisfied with the goodness of your house, the holiness of your temple!5By awesome deeds you answer us with righteousness, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas;6the one who by his strength established the mountains, being girded with might;7who stills the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, the tumult of the peoples,8so that those who dwell at the ends of the earth are in awe at your signs. You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy.9You visit the earth and water it;* you greatly enrich it; the river of God is full of water; you provide their grain, for so you have prepared it.10You water its furrows abundantly, settling its ridges, softening it with showers, and blessing its growth.11You crown the year with your bounty; your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.12The pastures of the wilderness overflow, the hills gird themselves with joy,13the meadows clothe themselves with flocks, the valleys deck themselves with grain, they shout and sing together for joy.
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