Psalms.
Chapter 65.
For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A song. Praise awaits You, O God, in Zion; to You our vows will be fulfilled. 
O You who listen to prayer, all people will come to You. 
When iniquities prevail against me, You atone for our transgressions. 
Blessed is the one You choose and bring near to dwell in Your courts! We are filled with the goodness of Your house, the holiness of Your temple. 
With awesome deeds of righteousness You answer us, O God of our salvation, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas. 
You formed the mountains by Your power, having girded Yourself with might. 
You stilled the roaring of the seas, the pounding of their waves, and the tumult of the nations. 
Those who live far away fear Your wonders; You make the dawn and sunset shout for joy. 
You attend to the earth and water it; with abundance You enrich it. The streams of God are full of water, for You prepare our grain by providing for the earth. 
You soak its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its growth. 
You crown the year with Your bounty, and Your paths overflow with plenty. 
The pastures of the wilderness overflow; the hills are robed with joy. 
The pastures are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are decked with grain. They shout in triumph; indeed, they sing. 
