How Many Are Your Works, O LORD!

1My soule, prayse thou the Lord: O Lord my God, thou art exceeding great, thou art clothed with glorie and honour.

2Which couereth himselfe with light as with a garment, and spreadeth the heauens like a curtaine.

3Which layeth the beames of his chambers in the waters, and maketh the cloudes his chariot, and walketh vpon the wings of the winde.

4Which maketh his spirits his messengers, and a flaming fire his ministers.

5He set the earth vpon her foundations, so that it shall neuer moue.

6Thou coueredst it with the deepe as with a garment: the waters woulde stand aboue the mountaines.

7But at thy rebuke they flee: at the voyce of thy thunder they haste away.

8And the mountaines ascend, and the valleis descend to the place which thou hast established for them.

9But thou hast set them a bounde, which they shall not passe: they shall not returne to couer the earth.

10He sendeth the springs into the valleis, which runne betweene the mountaines.

11They shall giue drinke to all the beasts of the fielde, and the wilde asses shall quench their thirst.

12By these springs shall the foules of the heauen dwell, and sing among the branches.

13He watereth the mountaines from his chambers, and the earth is filled with the fruite of thy workes.

14He causeth grasse to growe for the cattell, and herbe for the vse of man, that he may bring forth bread out of the earth,

15And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oyle to make the face to shine, and bread that strengtheneth mans heart.

16The high trees are satisfied, euen the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted,

17That ye birdes may make their nestes there: the storke dwelleth in the firre trees.

18The high mountaines are for the goates: the rockes are a refuge for the conies.

19He appoynted the moone for certaine seasons: the sunne knoweth his going downe.

20Thou makest darkenesse, and it is night, wherein all the beastes of the forest creepe forth.

21The lions roare after their praye, and seeke their meate at God.

22When the sunne riseth, they retire, and couche in their dennes.

23Then goeth man forth to his worke, and to his labour vntill the euening.

24O Lord, howe manifolde are thy workes! in wisdome hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.

25So is this sea great and wide: for therein are things creeping innumerable, both small beastes and great.

26There goe the shippes, yea, that Liuiathan, whom thou hast made to play therein.

27All these waite vpon thee, that thou maiest giue them foode in due season.

28Thou giuest it to them, and they gather it: thou openest thine hand, and they are filled with good things.

29But if thou hide thy face, they are troubled: if thou take away their breath, they dye and returne to their dust.

30Againe if thou send forth thy spirit, they are created, and thou renuest the face of the earth.

31Glory be to the Lord for euer: let the Lord reioyce in his workes.

32He looketh on the earth and it trembleth: he toucheth the mountaines, and they smoke.

33I will sing vnto the Lord all my life: I will prayse my God, while I liue.

34Let my wordes be acceptable vnto him: I will reioyce in the Lord.

35Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and the wicked till there be no more: O my soule, prayse thou the Lord. Prayse ye the Lord.