YLT(i)
27 All of them unto Thee do look, To give their food in its season.
28 Thou dost give to them—they gather, Thou dost open Thy hand—they are satisfied with good.
29 Thou hidest Thy face—they are troubled, Thou gatherest their spirit—they expire, And unto their dust they turn back.
30 Thou sendest out Thy Spirit, they are created, And Thou renewest the face of the ground.