Psalm 65

In Zion praise awaits you, Lord;

to you our vows we’ll pay.

To you all people will come near;

you hear us when we pray.

When we were overwhelmed by sins,

and guilt upon us lay,

You pardoned all our trespasses

and washed our guilt away.

How blessed are those you choose, and bring

within your courts of grace!

We’re filled with blessings in your house,

in your most holy place.

With awesome deeds of righteousness

you answer us, O God,

Our Saviour, hope of farthest seas

and all the earth abroad.

By strength and power you formed the hills.

You hushed the oceans’ voice;

You calmed the tumult of their waves

and stilled the peoples’ noise.

Those who inhabit distant lands

with awe regard your ways;

Where morning dawns and evening fades,

you call forth songs of praise.

You tend the land and water it;

you make it rich and good.

As you ordained, your streams are full

to give the people food.

You drench the furrows of the land;

you level off the ground.

You soften it with showers of rain

and make its crops abound.

You crown the year with fruitfulness;

your harvests overflow.

The grassland flourishes again;

the hills with gladness glow.

The pastures green with flocks are clothed,

the meadows covering.

The valleys deck themselves with corn;

they shout for joy and sing.