The Book of Psalms

⭑ Douay-Rheims :: World English Bible Catholic ⭑

- Chapter 65 -

God, praise awaits you in Zion

To the end, a psalm of David. The canticle of Jeremias and Ezechiel to the people of the captivity, when they began to go out.

A Hymn, O God, becometh thee in Sion: and a vow shall be paid to thee in Jerusalem.

O hear my prayer: all flesh shall come to thee.

The words of the wicked have prevailed over us: and thou wilt pardon our transgressions.

Blessed is he whom thou hast chosen and taken to thee: he shall dwell in thy courts. We shall be filled with the good things of thy house; holy is thy temple,

Wonderful in justice. Hear us, O God our saviour, who art the hope of all the ends of the earth, and in the sea afar off.

Thou who preparest the mountains by thy strength, being girded with power:

Who troublest the depth of the sea, the noise of its waves. The Gentiles shall be troubled,

And they that dwell in the uttermost borders shall be afraid at thy signs: thou shalt make the outgoings of the morning and of the evening to be joyful.

Thou hast visited the earth, and hast plentifully watered it; thou hast many ways enriched it. The river of God is filled with water, thou hast prepared their food: for so is its preparation.

Fill up plentifully the streams thereof, multiply its fruits; it shall spring up and rejoice in its showers.

Thou shalt bless the crown of the year of thy goodness: and thy fields shall be filled with plenty.

The beautiful places of the wilderness shall grow fat: and the hills shall be girded about with joy,

The rams of the flock are clothed, and the vales shall abound with corn: they shall shout, yea they shall sing a hymn.

God, praise awaits you in Zion

Praise waits for you, God, in Zion. Vows shall be performed to you.

You who hear prayer, all men will come to you.

Sins overwhelmed me, but you atoned for our transgressions.

Blessed is the one whom you choose and cause to come near, that he may live in your courts. We will be filled with the goodness of your house, your holy temple.

By awesome deeds of righteousness, you answer us, God of our salvation. You who are the hope of all the ends of the earth, of those who are far away on the sea.

By your power, you form the mountains, having armed yourself with strength.

You still the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations.

They also who dwell in faraway places are afraid at your wonders. You call the morning’s dawn and the evening with songs of joy.

You visit the earth, and water it. You greatly enrich it. The river of God is full of water. You provide them grain, for so you have ordained it.

You drench its furrows. You level its ridges. You soften it with showers. You bless it with a crop.

You crown the year with your bounty. Your carts overflow with abundance.

The wilderness grasslands overflow. The hills are clothed with gladness.

The pastures are covered with flocks. The valleys also are clothed with grain. They shout for joy! They also sing.