To
you, silence is praise, God, in Zion.
Vows
shall be performed to you.
O,
Listener to prayer,
all
flesh will come to you.
My
misdeeds overwhelmed me,
but
you atoned for our transgressions.
Blessed
is the one whom you choose and cause to come near,
that
he may live in your courts.
We
will be filled with the goodness of your house,
your
holy temple.
By
awesome deeds of righteousness, you answer us,
God
of our salvation.
You
who are the hope of all the ends of the earth,
of
those who are far away on the sea.
By
your power, you form the mountains,
having
armed yourself with strength.
You
still the roaring of the seas,
the
roaring of their waves,
and
the turmoil of the nations.
They
also who dwell in faraway places are afraid at your wonders.
You
call the morning’s dawn and the evening with songs of joy.
You
visit the earth, and water it.
You
greatly enrich it.
The
river of God is full of water.
You
provide them grain, for so you have ordained it.
You
drench its furrows.
You
level its ridges.
You
soften it with showers.
You
bless it with a crop.
You
crown the year with your bounty.
Your
carts overflow with abundance.
The
wilderness grasslands overflow.
The
hills are clothed with gladness.
The
pastures are covered with flocks.
The
valleys also are clothed with grain.
They
shout for joy!
They
also sing.
Psalm 65
