Psalms 104:2-35 Thou deckest thy selfe with lyght, as it were with a garment, and spredest out the heauens lyke a curtayne.

Great⁽ⁱ⁾ ² Thou deckest thy selfe with lyght, as it were with a garment, and spredest out the heauens lyke a curtayne. ³ Which layeth the beames of his chambers in the waters, & maketh the cloudes his charet, & walketh vpon the wynges of the wynde. ⁴ He maketh his angels spretes, and his mynisters a flamynge fyre. ⁵ He layed the foundacyon of the earth, that it neuer shulde moue at eny tyme. ⁶ Thou coueredst it wt the depe lyke as wyth a garment: the waters stande in the hylles. ⁷ At thy rebuke they flye, at the voyce of thy thonder they are afrayed. ⁸ They go vp as hye as the hylles, and downe to the valleys beneth: euen vnto the place, which thou hast appoynted for them. ⁹ Thou hast set them their boundes, which they shall not passe: nether turne agayne to couer the earth. ¹⁰ He sendeth the springes into the ryuers, which runne among the hylles. ¹¹ All beastes of the felde dryncke therof: and the wylde asses quench theyr thyrste. ¹² Besyde them shall the foules of the ayre haue theyr habitacyon, & synge amonge the braunches. ¹³ He watreth the hylles from aboue, the earth is fylled wyth the frute of thy worckes. ¹⁴ He bryngeth forth grasse for the cattell, and grene herbe for the seruice of men: ¹⁵ that he maye brynge fode out of the earth: and wyne that maketh glad the herte of man, and oyle to make him a chearfull countenaunce, and bred to strength mans herte. ¹⁶ The trees of the Lord also are full of sappe, euen the Cedres of Libanus which he hath planted. ¹⁷ Wherin the byrdes make their nestes, and the fyrre trees are a dwellyng for the storcke. ¹⁸ The hye hilles are a refuge for the wilde goates, and so are the stony rockes for the conyes. ¹⁹ He appoynted the Moone for certayne seasons, and the Sunne knoweth hys goynge downe. ²⁰ Thou makest darcknesse, that it maye be night, wherin all the beastes of the forest do moue. ²¹ The lyons roaring after their praye to seke theyr meate at God. ²² The sunne aryseth, and they get them awaye together, and lye them downe in their dennes. ²³ Man goeth forth to his worcke, and to hys laboure vntyll the euenyng. ²⁴ O Lorde, how manifolde are thy worckes? in wysdome hast thou made them all: the earth is full of thy ryches. ²⁵ So is this greate and wyde see also, wherin are thynges crepynge innumerable, both small and greate beastes. ²⁶ There go the shippes, and there is that Leuiathan, whom thou hast made, to take hys pastyme therin. ²⁷ These wayte all vpon the, that thou mayest geue them meate in due season. ²⁸ When thou geuest it them, they gather it: and when thou openest thyne hand, they are fylled with good. ²⁹ When thou hydest thy face, they are troubled: whan thou takest awaye their breth, they dye, and are turned agayne to their dust. ³⁰ When thou lettest thy breth goo forth, they shalbe mad, and thou shalt renue the face of the earth. ³¹ The glorious maiesty of the Lord shall endure for euer, the Lorde shall reioyse in hys worckes. ³² The earth shall tremble at the loke of hym: yf he do but touch the hylles, they shall smoke. ³³ I wyll synge vnto the Lorde as longe as I lyue, I will prayse my God whyle I haue my beynge. ³⁴ And so shall my wordes please him: my ioye shalbe in the Lorde. ³⁵ As for synners, they shalbe consumed out of the earth, and the vngodly shall come to an ende: prayse thou the Lorde, O my soule. Prayse the Lorde.