Psalms 65

Great(i) 1 To the chaunter, a Psalme & songe of Dauid. Thou (O God) art praysed in Sion, & vnto the shal the vowe be perfourmed. 2 Thou that hearest the prayer: vnto the shall all flesh come. 3 My mysdedes preuayle agaynst me: Oh be thou mercyfull vnto our sinnes. 4 Blessed is the man whom thou chosest and receauest vnto the: he shal dwell in thy court: and shalbe satisfyed with the pleasures of thy house, euen of thy holy temple. 5 Thou shalt shewe vs wonderfull thynges in ryghteousnesse (O God) of our saluacion: thou that art the hope of al the endes of the earth, and of them that remayne in the broade see? 6 Which in hys strength setteth fast the mountaynes, and is gyrded about with power. 7 Which stilleth the ragyng of the see, & the noyse of hys waues, and the madnes of the people. 8 They also that dwel in the vttermoost partes (of the earth) shalbe afrayed at thy tokens, thou that makest the out goinges of the mornynge and euenyng to prayse the. 9 Thou visitest the earth, and blessest it: thou makest it very plenteous. 10 The ryuer of God is full of water, thou preparest their corne: for so thou prouydest for the earthe. 11 Thou waterest her forowes, thou sendest rayne into the litle valleys therof: thou makest it soft with the droppes of rayne, and blessed the increase of it. 12 Thou crownest the yeare wt thy goodnesse: & thy cloudes droppe fatnesse. 13 They shall droppe vpon the dwellynges of the wildernesse: and the lytle hylles shall reioyse on euery syde. The foldes shalbe full of shepe, the valleys also shall stande so thycke wt corne, that they shall laugh and synge.