Psalm 104 Prayed

Psalm 104 Prayed
Praising the creator God

            Praise the Lord, O my soul.

   O Lord, my Triune God, you are very
            great;
            you are clothed with splendour and majesty.
   You are the one God:,
             the Father from whom all things came 
             and for whom I live;
   and you are but one Lord, Jesus Christ,
            through whom all things came
            and through whom I live.
  When the earth was formless and empty,
            darkness was over the surface of the deep,
            you are the Spirit of God who hovered over the
            waters.

 I will praise you for you wrap yourself in light as
            with a garment;
            you stretch out the heavens like a tent
            and lay the beams of your upper chambers on
            their waters.

   You make the clouds your chariot
            and you ride on the wings of the wind.
   You make winds your messengers,
            flames of fire your servants.
   You set the earth on its foundations;
            it can never be moved.
   You covered it with deep oceans as with a
            garment;
            the waters stood above the mountains.
   But at your rebuke the waters fled,
            at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;
   they flowed over the mountains,
            they went down into the valleys,
            to the place you assigned for them.
   You set a boundary they cannot cross;
            never again will they cover the earth.

   I will praise you for you make springs pour water
            into the ravines;
            it flows between the mountains.
   They give water to all the beasts of the field;
            the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
   The birds of the air nest by the waters;
            they sing among the branches.
   You water the mountains from your upper
            chambers;
            the earth is satisfied by the fruit of your work.
   You make grass grow for the cattle,
            and plants for man to cultivate—
            bringing forth food from the earth:
   wine that gladdens the heart of man,
            oil to make his face shine,
            and bread that sustains his heart.
   The trees you plant, O Lord, are well watered,
            the cedars of Lebanon that you planted.
   The lilies of the field grow.
            They do not labour or spin.
   Yet not even Solomon in all his splendour
            was dressed like one of these,
            for you clothe the grass of the field.

   The birds make their nests;
            the stork has its home in the pine trees.
   The birds of the air do not sow or reap or store
            away in barns,
            and yet you feed them.
   Not one sparrow will fall to the ground
            apart from your will.
   The high mountains belong to the wild goats;
            the crags are a refuge for the coneys.

   The moon marks off the seasons,
            and the sun knows when to go down.
   You bring darkness, it becomes night,
            and all the beasts of the forest prowl.
   The lions roar for their prey
            and seek their food from you, O God.
   The sun rises, and they steal away;
            they return and lie down in their dens.
   Then man goes out to his work,
            to his labour until evening.

   How many are your works, O Lord!
            In wisdom you made them all;
            the earth is full of your creatures.
    There is the sea, vast and spacious,
            teeming with creatures beyond number—
            living things both large and small.
   There the ships go to and fro,
            and the whales and dolphins, which you
            formed to frolic there.

   These all look to you
            to give them their food at the proper time.
   When you give it to them,
            they gather it up;
   when you open your hand,
            they are satisfied with good things.
   When you hide your face,
            they are terrified;
   when you take away their breath,
            they die and return to the dust.
   When you send the Holy Spirit,
            they are created,
            and you renew the face of the earth.

   May your glory endure forever, O Lord.
            Rejoice in your works, O Lord.
   When you look at the earth, it trembles,
            when you touch the mountains, they smoke.

   I will sing to you, O Lord, all my life;
            I will sing praise to the Triune God as long as I
            live.
   May my meditation be pleasing to you,
            as I rejoice in you, O Lord.
   But may sinners vanish from the earth
            and the wicked be no more,
   by the triumph of the gospel, O Lord,
            that they may no longer destroy this world.
   Praise the Lord, O my soul.
            Praise the Lord.




Psalm 104

1   Praise the LORD, O my soul.

     O LORD my God, you are very great;
            you are clothed with splendour and
            majesty.
1Cor. 8:6 yet for us there is but one God, the Father, from whom all things came and for whom we live; and there is but one Lord, Jesus Christ, through whom all things came and through whom we live.
Gen. 1:2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.



2   He wraps himself in light as with a garment;
            he stretches out the heavens like a tent
3             and lays the beams of his upper chambers
            on their waters.

     He makes the clouds his chariot
            and rides on the wings of the wind.
4   He makes winds his messengers,
            flames of fire his servants.
5   He set the earth on its foundations;
            it can never be moved.
6   You covered it with the deep as with a
            garment;
            the waters stood above the mountains.
7   But at your rebuke the waters fled,
            at the sound of your thunder they took to
            flight;
8   they flowed over the mountains,
            they went down into the valleys,
            to the place you assigned for them.
9   You set a boundary they cannot cross;
            never again will they cover the earth.
10   He makes springs pour water into the
            ravines;
            it flows between the mountains.
11   They give water to all the beasts of the field;
            the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
12   The birds of the air nest by the waters;
            they sing among the branches.
13   He waters the mountains from his upper
            chambers;
            the earth is satisfied by the fruit of his
            work.
14   He makes grass grow for the cattle,
            and plants for man to cultivate—
            bringing forth food from the earth:
15   wine that gladdens the heart of man,
            oil to make his face shine,
            and bread that sustains his heart.
16   The trees of the LORD are well watered,
            the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.
Matt. 6:28   “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labour or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendour was dressed like one of these.
17   There the birds make their nests;
            the stork has its home in the pine trees.
Matt. 6:26   Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them
Matt. 10:29   Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father.
18   The high mountains belong to the wild goats;
            the crags are a refuge for the coneys.
19   The moon marks off the seasons,
            and the sun knows when to go down.
20   You bring darkness, it becomes night,
            and all the beasts of the forest prowl.
21   The lions roar for their prey
                        and seek their food from God.
22   The sun rises, and they steal away;
            they return and lie down in their dens.
23   Then man goes out to his work,
            to his labour until evening.
24   How many are your works, O LORD!
            In wisdom you made them all;
            the earth is full of your creatures.
25   There is the sea, vast and spacious,
            teeming with creatures beyond number—
            living things both large and small.
26   There the ships go to and fro,
            and the leviathan, which you formed to
            frolic there.
27   These all look to you
            to give them their food at the proper time.
28   When you give it to them,
            they gather it up;
       when you open your hand,
            they are satisfied with good things.
29   When you hide your face,
            they are terrified;
        when you take away their breath,
            they die and return to the dust.
30   When you send your Spirit,
            they are created,
            and you renew the face of the earth.
31   May the glory of the LORD endure forever;
            may the LORD rejoice in his works—
32   he who looks at the earth, and it trembles,
            who touches the mountains, and they
            smoke.
33   I will sing to the LORD all my life;
            I will sing praise to my God as long as I
            live.
34   May my meditation be pleasing to him,
            as I rejoice in the LORD.
35   But may sinners vanish from the earth
            and the wicked be no more.

       Praise the LORD, O my soul.
             Praise the LORD.

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