1 A ll will be quiet before You, and praise belongs to You, O God, in Zion. And our promise to You will be kept.

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. A Song. To Thee, silence -- praise, O God, in Zion, And to Thee is a vow completed.

2 O You Who hears prayer, to You all men come.

Hearer of prayer, to Thee all flesh cometh.

3 M y sins are strong against me. But You forgive our sins.

Matters of iniquities were mightier than I, Our transgressions -- Thou dost cover them.

4 H appy is the man You choose and bring near to You to live in Your holy place. We will be filled with the good things of Your house, Your holy house.

O the happiness of Thou choosest, And drawest near, he inhabiteth Thy courts, We are satisfied with the goodness of Thy house, Thy holy temple.

5 O God Who saves us, You answer us in the way that is right and good by Your great works that make people stand in fear. You are the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas.

By fearful things in righteousness Thou answerest us, O God of our salvation, The confidence of all far off ends of earth and sea.

6 Y ou have built the mountains by Your strength. You are dressed with power.

Establishing mountains by His power, He hath been girded with might,

7 Y ou quiet the storm of the seas, the sound of their waves, and the noise of the people.

Restraining the noise of seas, the noise of their billows, And the multitude of the peoples.

8 T hose who live far away are afraid of Your great works. You make morning and evening call out for joy.

And the inhabitants of the uttermost parts From Thy signs are afraid, The outgoings of morning and evening Thou causest to sing.

9 Y ou visit the earth and water it. You make it very rich. The river of God is full of water. You give the people grain when You have made the earth ready.

Thou hast inspected the earth, and waterest it, Thou makest it very rich, the rivulet of God full of water, Thou preparest their corn, When thus Thou dost prepare it,

10 Y ou water where the plow has been used. You cover the seeds with earth. You make it soft with rain. And You make the plants grow well.

Its ridges have been filled, Deepened hath been its furrow, With showers Thou dost soften it, Its springing up Thou blessest.

11 Y ou crown the year with Your good gifts. There is more than enough where You have been.

Thou hast crowned the year of Thy goodness, And Thy paths drop fatness.

12 T he fields of the desert are filled with water. And the hills dress themselves with joy.

Drop do the pastures of a wilderness, And joy of the heights Thou girdest on.

13 T he grass lands are covered with birds. And the valleys are covered with grain. They call out for joy and sing.

Clothed have lambs the flock, And valleys are covered with corn, They shout -- yea, they sing!