Salmo 65

Praise for the God who sends rain

¹For the music director. A psalm of David. A song. ²For you, God, in Zion, silence is praise, and to you vows will be kept.^{a 3}You hear prayer; all people will come before you. ⁴Wrongdoings overwhelm me, but you cover over our rebellions. ⁵How blessed are those whom you choose and draw close, to dwell in your courts! May we feast on the goodness of your house, your holy temple. ⁶With deeds that inspire awe you answer us in righteousness, God of our rescue, trusted by all the ends of the earth and by those on the far-off seas, ⁷who fixed the mountains in place by his power, wearing might like a belt, ⁸who quiets the thunder of the seas and the crash of their waves, and the uproar of the nations. ⁹Those who live at the far edges of the world stand in awe of your wonders; you make the lands of sunrise and sunset sing for joy. ¹⁰You pay a visit to the earth and soak it with rain; you make it richly fertile. God’s channel is brimming with water; you supply people with grain, for this is how you have prepared the land. ¹¹Pouring water into its furrows and pressing down its ridges, you make the soil soft with rain showers and bless all that springs up from it. ¹²You set a crown on the year of your goodness, and the tracks of your chariot drip with richness. ¹³Even the pastures of the open country drip with plenty, and the hills put on joy like a belt. ¹⁴Flocks cover the pastures like clothing, and grain wraps the valleys; they cry out in triumph, yes, they sing!