O Lord, my God, great is Your name:You are clothed in majesty, covered with light.You have stretched out in splendor the heavensabove our heads, and the beams of Your chambersYou have laid in the waters, wondrously deep.You make of the clouds Your marvelous chariot,riding at will the wings of the wind.Like mighty winds are Your messengers, the angels;these fleet ministers are Your flaming fire.
You set the earth on solid foundationsso that it might not be moved forever.You covered it with the deep as with a draping garment;the steep mountains were submerged by the waters.At Your rebuke they fled, flowing awayin haste from the voice of the heavens’ thunder.Over the mountains and into the valleysthey flowed to the places You formed and appointed for them.You set them a boundary to bar the watersfrom coming back to cover the earth again.
Into the valleys You send the springs to satisfythe thirst of beasts, bringing waterto wild asses and all creatures,watering trees for the habitation of birds,who sing among the branches their sweet praises.You water the hills from Your high chambersto satisfy the earth with all the fruit of Your works.
You cause the grass to grow for cattle;You cause to flourish the crops plantedto furnish food to fill the hungry.The gift of wine that gladdens hearts,and the oil that makes a man’s face shine,and strengthening bread are bounty You bestow.Flowing with sap are the cedars of Lebanonplanted by Your hand; here is the homefor birds that nest to bring their chickssafely into the world. And the stork dwellsin the fir trees in forests lush and green.O Lord, You make the mountains a refugefor the wild goats; You give the badgersrefuge in the cliffs rugged and rocky.
You have made the moon to mark the seasons.The sun that sustains us sets at the timeYou have appointed to yield a place of darknessfor the creeping forth of forest beasts.This is the time the lions look for their prey,seeking the meat that makes them strong.When the sun rises, their roaring ceases;the lions gather together to shelter,again they lie down in their dens to sleep. While men begin to go to workand labor as long as the light remains.
O mighty Lord, how manifold are Your works!In marvelous wisdom You made them all:the earth abounds with all You created;the sea is teeming with small creaturesand great creatures, creeping and innumerable.The ships go there, and the great leviathan frisks in the sea and receives his foodin due season, the same as allthe creatures who feed from Your unfailing hand.
When You hide Your face, how they are troubled!Their breath departs, they perish, they die,they decay, they desiccate; to their dust they return.O Lord, when You send Your Spirit, they are created;the face of the earth is ever renewedby Your wisdom and might. Amen and amen.