Praise the LORD, O my soul.1 O LORD my God, you are very great; you are clothed with splendor and majesty.22
He wraps3 himself in light4 as with a garment; he stretches5 out the heavens6 like a tent73
and lays the beams8 of his upper chambers on their waters.9 He makes the clouds10 his chariot11 and rides on the wings of the wind.124
He makes winds his messengers,a13 flames of fire14 his servants.
He set the earth15 on its foundations;16 it can never be moved.
You covered it17 with the deep18 as with a garment; the waters stood19 above the mountains.
But at your rebuke20 the waters fled, at the sound of your thunder21 they took to flight;
they flowed over the mountains, they went down into the valleys, to the place you assigned22 for them.
You set a boundary23 they cannot cross; never again will they cover the earth.
He makes springs24 pour water into the ravines; it flows between the mountains.
They give water25 to all the beasts of the field; the wild donkeys26 quench their thirst.