To the chief musician, a psalm and song of David
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Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Zion; and unto thee shall the vow be performed.
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O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come.
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Iniquities prevail against me; as for our transgressions, thou shalt purge them away.
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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.
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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,
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Which by his strength setteth fast the mountains, being girded with power,
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Which stilleth the noise of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the people.
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They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens; thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice.
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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.
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Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly; thou settlest the furrows thereof; thou makest it soft with showers; thou blessest the springing thereof.
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Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness.
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They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness; and the little hills rejoice on every side.
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The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy; they also sing.