Webster(i)
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.
18 The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies.
19 He appointeth the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.
20 Thou makest darkness, and it is night: in which all the beasts of the forest do creep forth.
21 The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their food from God.
22 The sun ariseth, they collect, and lay themselves down in their dens.
23 Man goeth forth to his work and to his labor until the evening.
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, in which are creeping animals innumerable, both small and great beasts.
26 There go the ships: there is that leviathan, which thou hast made to play therein.
27 These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their food in due season.
28 That which thou givest them, they gather: thou openest thy 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.
31 The glory of the LORD shall endure for ever: the LORD shall rejoice in his works.
32 He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: he toucheth the hills, and they smoke.
33 I will sing to the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.
34 My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the LORD.
35 Let 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.