Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.
Stretching out heaven like a curtain, laying beams for his lofty waters,
he makes loud his chariot, he walks in the winds of the wind.
He makes the winds his messengers, the flames of fire his ministers.
He set the earth's foundations, so it will not totter forever.
Covered with the deep as a garment, the water stood over the mountains.
At your rebuke they ran away, at the sound of your thunder they fled.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.
The mountains rose up and the valleys sank, to the place which you established.
Set the limits, they may not pass over, to return to cover the earth.
He sends forth springs in the valleys, they flow between the mountains,
giving drink to all beasts of the field, while donkeys quench their thirst.
Above them the birds of the heavens dwell, lifting their voice in the branches.
He waters the hills from his chambers, filling earth with the fruit of his works.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.
Making the grass grow for cattle, vegetation for the labor of man.
So he gets his food from the earth, and wine which makes his heart glad.
So his face may glisten with oil, his heart is sustained with food.
The trees of the Lord drink their fill, the cedars of Lebanon he planted.
For the birds are building their nests, and the storm finds a home in the cypress.
The high mountains are for the wild goats, the rocks' caves are for the shepherds.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.
He made the moon for the seasons, the sun knows the place of its setting.
He calls the darkness and night falls, when all beasts of the forest go prowling.
The young lions roar for their prey, seeking their food from God.
The sun rises and they withdraw, to lie down in their dens.
Man goes to work until evening, O Lord, how many your works!
In wisdom you made them all, and the earth is full of your riches.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.
There is the sea, great and broad, with countless swarms, great and small.
There the ships live along, and Leviathan you form to play there.
They are all waiting for you, to give them their food in due season.
You give to them and they gather it, they're filled when you open your hand.
You hide your face, dismaying them, take their spirit, they go back to dust.
Send your spirit and they are formed, renewing the face of the earth.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.
Let the glory of the Lord last forever, let the Lord be glad in His works.
He looks at the earth and it trembles, touches mountains and days fall.
I will sing to the Lord while I live, praise God while I have my being.
Let my meditation please Him, as for me I'll be glad in the Lord.
Let sinners be swept from the earth, let the wicked be no more.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, praise the Lord.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, Lord God supremely high, called in splendor and
majesty, robed in garments of light.