Sálmarnir kap. 104

Uppsetan
1 Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and majesty.
2 Who coverest [thyself] with light as [with] a garment: who stretchest out the heavens like a curtain:
3 Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind:
6 Thou coveredst it with the deep as [with] a garment: the waters stood above the mountains.
8 They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which thou hast founded for them.
9 Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to cover the earth.
12 By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, [which] sing among the branches.
13 He watereth the hills from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of thy works.
14 He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
15 And wine [that] maketh glad the heart of man, [and] oil to make [his] face to shine, and bread [which] strengtheneth man’s heart.
16 The trees of the LORD are full [of sap]; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath planted;
17 Where the birds make their nests: [as for] the stork, the fir trees [are] her house.
20 Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forest do creep [forth].
24 O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy riches.
25 [So is] this great and wide sea, wherein [are] things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts.
26 There go the ships: [there is] that leviathan, [whom] thou hast made to play therein.
28 [That] thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good.
29 Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they die, and return to their dust.
30 Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face of the earth.
33 I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.
35 Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the LORD, O my soul. Praise ye the LORD.
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