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BibleGateway: Psalm 65

ESV Text: Psalm 65

Psalm 65 (Listen)

O God of Our Salvation

To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A Song.


65:1   Praise is due to you,1 O God, in Zion,
    and to you shall vows be performed.
  O you who hear prayer,
    to you shall all flesh come.
  When iniquities prevail against me,
    you atone for our transgressions.
  Blessed is the one you choose and bring near,
    to dwell in your courts!
  We shall be satisfied with the goodness of your house,
    the holiness of your temple!


  By awesome deeds you answer us with righteousness,
    O God of our salvation,
  the hope of all the ends of the earth
    and of the farthest seas;
  the one who by his strength established the mountains,
    being girded with might;
  who stills the roaring of the seas,
    the roaring of their waves,
    the tumult of the peoples,
  so that those who dwell at the ends of the earth are in awe at your signs.
  You make the going out of the morning and the evening to shout for joy.


  You visit the earth and water it;2
    you greatly enrich it;
  the river of God is full of water;
    you provide their grain,
    for so you have prepared it.
10   You water its furrows abundantly,
    settling its ridges,
  softening it with showers,
    and blessing its growth.
11   You crown the year with your bounty;
    your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.
12   The pastures of the wilderness overflow,
    the hills gird themselves with joy,
13   the meadows clothe themselves with flocks,
    the valleys deck themselves with grain,
    they shout and sing together for joy.

Footnotes

[1] 65:1 Or Praise waits for you in silence

[2] 65:9 Or and make it overflow

(ESV)


KJV Text:

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KJV Text (alt. audio): Chapter 65:

     1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm and Song of David. Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Sion: and unto thee shall the vow be performed. 2 O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come. 3 Iniquities prevail against me: as for our transgressions, thou shalt purge them away. 4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple. 5 By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea:

     6 Which by his strength setteth fast the mountains; being girded with power: 7 Which stilleth the noise of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the people. 8 They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens: thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice. 9 Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it: thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water: thou preparest them corn, when thou hast so provided for it. 10 Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly: thou settlest the furrows thereof: thou makest it soft with showers: thou blessest the springing thereof. 11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness. 12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the little hills rejoice on every side. 13 The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.(KJV)


Hymn: TLH 209 :
Who is this that Comes from Edom

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1. Who Is this that comes from Edom, 
All His raiment stained with blood; 
To the captive speaking freedom, 
Bringing and bestowing good; 
Glorious in the garb He wears, 
Glorious in the spoil He bears? 

2. ‘Tis the Savior, now victorious, 
Traveling onward in His might; 
‘Tis the Savior; oh, how glorious 
To His people is the sight! 
Satan conquered and the grave, 
Jesus now is strong to save. 

3. Why that blood His raiment staining? 
‘Tis the blood of many slain; 
Of His foes there’s none remaining, 
None the contest to maintain. 
Fall’n they are, no more to rise; 
All their glory prostrate lies. 

4. Mighty Victor, reign forever, 
Wear the crown so dearly won; 
Never shall Thy people, never, 
Cease to sing what Thou hast done. 
Thou hast fought Thy people’s foes; 
Thou hast healed Thy people’s woes. 


Hymn: LSB 484 :
Make Songs of Joy

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