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65:1 To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. A Song. Praise is due to thee, O God, in Zion;and to thee shall vows be performed, 65:2 O thou who hearest prayer! To thee shall all flesh come 65:3 on account of sins. When our transgressions prevail over us, thou dost forgive them. 65:4 Blessed is he whom thou dost choose and bring near, to dwell in thy courts! We shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, thy holy temple! 65:5 By dread deeds thou dost answer us with deliverance, O God of our salvation, who art the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of the farthest seas; 65:6 who by thy strength hast established the mountains, being girded with might; 65:7 who dost still the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, the tumult of the peoples; 65:8 so that those who dwell at earth's farthest bounds are afraid at thy signs;thou makest the outgoings of the morning and the evening to shout for joy. 65:9 Thou visitest the earth and waterest it, thou greatly enrichest it;the river of God is full of water;thou providest their grain, for so thou hast prepared it. 65:10 Thou waterest its furrows abundantly, settling its ridges, softening it with showers, and blessing its growth. 65:11 Thou crownest the year with thy bounty;the tracks of thy chariot drip with fatness. 65:12 The pastures of the wilderness drip, the hills gird themselves with joy, 65:13 the meadows clothe themselves with flocks, the valleys deck themselves with grain, they shout and sing together for joy. 65:14