Psalm 65:11

11 The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,

Psalm 65:11 Meaning and Commentary

Psalms 65:11

Thou crownest the year with thy goodness
The whole circling year, from one end of it to the other; particularly that season of it when the harvest is gathered in; the seed being sown, the earth watered, the springing of it blessed, and the corn brought to perfection, the year is crowned with a plentiful harvest: this may denote the acceptable year of the Lord, the year of the redeemed, the whole Gospel dispensation, ( Isaiah 61:2 ) ( 63:4 ) ; in certain seasons and periods of which there have been great gatherings of souls to Christ; at the first of it multitudes were converted in Judea, and in the Gentile world, which were the first fruits of the Spirit; and in all ages there have been more or less instances of this kind; and in the latter day there will be a large harvest, when the Jews will be converted, and the fulness of the Gentiles brought in;

and thy paths drop fatness;
the heavens, as Jarchi interprets it; or the clouds, as Kimchi; which are the chariots and horses of God, in which he rides, and are the dust of his feet, ( Psalms 104:3 ) ( Habakkuk 3:15 ) ( Nahum 1:3 ) ; and these drop down rain upon the earth, and make it fat and flourishing; and may mystically design the administration of the Gospel, and the administration of ordinances; which are the paths in which the Lord goes forth to his people, and directs them to walk in, and in which he meets them with a fulness of blessings, and satisfies them as with marrow and fatness.

Psalm 65:11 In-Context

9 You have given your blessing to the earth, watering it and making it fertile; the river of God is full of water: and having made it ready, you give men grain.

10 You make the ploughed lands full of water; you make smooth the slopes: you make the earth soft with showers, sending your blessing on its growth.

11 The year is crowned with the good you give; life-giving rain is dropping from your footsteps,

12 Falling on the grass of the waste land: and the little hills are glad on every side.

13 The grass-land is thick with flocks; the valleys are full of grain; they give glad cries and songs of joy.