Psalm 65

Abraham Coles

2 O Thou who hearest prayer, to Thee
Must all flesh come, who blest would be;
3 Conscious iniquities assail,
But our transgressions Thou wilt veil.
Heal our backslidings when we stray,
And purge our many sins away.

4 Happy the man whom Thou even here
Shalt choose, and to Thyself bring near;
That in Thy House he may abide,
And with its good be satisfied;
May in Thy Holy Temple rest
A permanent and honored guest.

5 By fearful things in righteousness-
Mercies and judgments numberless —
O God of our salvation, Thou
Wilt answer us: Be gracious now!
Ends of the earth confide in Thee,
And dwellers on the far-off sea.

6 Girded with might, Thou dost set fast
By Thy great strength the mountains vast:
7 Dost roaring seas hush at Thy will,
And tumult of the peoples still:
8 Dwellers on farthest shores are made
By tokens of Thy power afraid.

Thou makest with rich purple clad
Th'outgoings of the morning glad;
With golden splendors renderest gay
The footsteps of departing day,
Like bird with outspread gorgeous wing,
The bards of morn and evening sing.

9 Thou floodest all the fields, by which
The earth Thou greatly dost enrich:
Fed by th'unfailing streams of God,
With mighty marvels teems the sod —
10 Its furrows drenched, made soft with showers,
How spring the grain, the grass, the flowers?

11 With goodness Thou hast crowned the year;
Where Thy feet pass fair sights appear —
12 The wilderness fat pastures yields,
13 Joy girds the hills, flocks clothe the fields,
Grain all the valleys covering —
They shout for joy, they also sing.