Psalm 104
My soul give praise unto the Lord of Heaven
In Majesty and Honour clothed
The Earth He made will not be moved
The seas He made to be His robe
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
The waters rise above the highest mountain
And flow down to the vales and leas
At springs wild asses quench their thirst and birds
Make nests amid the trees
The trees thy Lord has made are full of vigour
The fir tree is a home for storks
Wild goats find refuge in the hills from foes
The conies shelter in the rocks
My soul give praise unto the Lord of Heaven
In Majesty and Honour clothed
The Earth He made will not be moved
The seas He made to be His robe
Give Praise
O Lord, how manifold is your creation
All things in wisdom You provide
You give Your riches to the earth and to
The sea so great and wide
You take your creature’s breath and life is ended
Your breath goes forth and life begins
Your hand renews the face of earth: Your praise !
My whole life I will sing
My soul give praise unto the Lord of Heaven
In Majesty and Honour clothed
The Earth He made will not be moved
The seas He made to be His robe
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
Give Praise
