¶ To the chanter, a Psalm and song of David.Thou, O God, art praised in Sion, and unto thee is the vow performed. Thou hearest the prayer, therefore cometh all flesh unto thee. Our misdeeds prevail against us, oh be thou merciful unto our sins. Blessed is the man whom thou choosest and receivest unto thee, that he may dwell in thy court: he shall be satisfied with the pleasures of thy house, even of thy holy temple. Hear us, according unto thy wonderful righteousness, O God our salvation: thou that art the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of the broad sea.
¶ Which in his strength setteth fast the mountains, and is girded about with power: Which stilleth the raging of the sea, the roaring of his waves, and the woodness of the people. They that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens, thou makest both the morning and evening stars to praise thee. Thou visitest the earth, thou waterest it, and makest it very plenteous. The river of God is full of waters, thou preparest man his corn, and thus thou providest for the earth. Thou waterest her furrows, thou breakest the hard clots thereof, thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase of it. Thou crownest the year with thy good, and thy footsteps drop fatness. The dwellings of the wilderness are fat also, that they drop down withal: and the little hills are pleasant on every side. The folds are full of sheep, the valleys stond so thick with corn that they laugh and sing.