What mighty praise, O God,
belongs to you in Zion.
We will fulfill our vows to you
for you answer our prayers
and to you all people will come.
Though our hearts are filled with sins
you forgive them all.
What joy for those you choose
to bring near,
those who live in your holy courts.
What joy awaits us
inside your holy Temple.
You faithfully answer our prayers
with awesome deeds,
O God, our savior.
You are the hope of everyone
on earth
even those who sail on distant seas.
You formed the mountains
by your power
and armed yourself with mighty strength.
You quieted the raging oceas
with their pounding waves
and silenced the shouting of the nations.
Those who live at the ends of the earth
stand in awe of your wonders.
From where the sun rises to
where it sets
you inspire shouts of joy.
You take care of the earth
and water it,
making it rich and fertile.
The rivers of God will not run dry;
they provide a bountiful harvest
of grain,
for you have ordered it so.
You drench the plowed ground
with rain,
melting the clods and leveling
the ridges.
You soften the earth with showers
and bless its abundant crops.
You crown the year with a
bountiful harvest;
even the hard pathways
overflow with abundance.
The wilderness becomes a
lush pasture,
and the hillsides blossom
with joy.
The meadows are clothed with
flocks of sheep
and the valleys are carpeted
with grain.
They all shout and sing for joy.
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