Psalm 104:1–9

1  aBless the Lord, O my soul.

O Lord my God, bthou art very great;

cThou art clothed with dhonour and majesty.

2  Who coverest thyself with elight as with a garment:

Who fstretchest out the heavens like ga curtain:

3  Who hlayeth the beams of his ichambers jin the waters:

Who maketh kthe clouds his chariot:

Who walketh lupon the wings of the wind:

4  mWho maketh his angels spirits;

nHis ministers a flaming ofire:

5  †pWho laid the foundations of the earth,

That qit should not be removed for ever.

6  rThou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment:

The waters stood above the mountains.

7  sAt thy rebuke they fled;

At tthe voice of thy thunder they uhasted away.

8  ||They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys

Unto xthe place which thou hast pfounded for them.

9  xThou hast set ya bound that they may not pass over;

zThat they turn not again to cover the earth.