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The Message Bible MSG
1 Praise is due to you, O God, in Zion, and to you shall vows be performed.
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Silence is praise to you, Zion-dwelling God, And also obedience.
2 O you who hear prayer, to you shall all flesh come.
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You hear the prayer in it all. We all arrive at your doorstep sooner or later, loaded with guilt,
3 When iniquities prevail against me, you atone for our transgressions.
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Our sins too much for us - but you get rid of them once and for all.
4 Blessed is the one you choose and bring near, to dwell in your courts! We shall be satisfied with the goodness of your house, the holiness of your temple!
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Blessed are the chosen! Blessed the guest at home in your place! We expect our fill of good things in your house, your heavenly manse.
5 By awesome deeds you answer us with righteousness, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas;
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All your salvation wonders are on display in your trophy room. Earth-Tamer, Ocean-Pourer,
6 the one who by his strength established the mountains, being girded with might;
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Mountain-Maker, Hill-Dresser,
7 who stills the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, the tumult of the peoples,
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Muzzler of sea storm and wave crash, of mobs in noisy riot -
8 so that those who dwell at the ends of the earth are in awe at your signs. You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy.
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Far and wide they'll come to a stop, they'll stare in awe, in wonder. Dawn and dusk take turns calling, "Come and worship."
9 You visit the earth and water it; you greatly enrich it; the river of God is full of water; you provide their grain, for so you have prepared it.
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Oh, visit the earth, ask her to join the dance! Deck her out in spring showers, fill the God-River with living water. Paint the wheat fields golden. Creation was made for this!
10 You water its furrows abundantly, settling its ridges, softening it with showers, and blessing its growth.
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Drench the plowed fields, soak the dirt clods With rainfall as harrow and rake bring her to blossom and fruit.
11 You crown the year with your bounty; your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.
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Snow-crown the peaks with splendor, scatter rose petals down your paths,
12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow, the hills gird themselves with joy,
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All through the wild meadows, rose petals. Set the hills to dancing,
13 the meadows clothe themselves with flocks, the valleys deck themselves with grain, they shout and sing together for joy.
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Dress the canyon walls with live sheep, a drape of flax across the valleys. Let them shout, and shout, and shout! Oh, oh, let them sing!
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Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.