Psalms 104:1-14

My soul, bless the  Lord! Lord my God, you are very great; you are clothed with majesty and splendor.  He wraps himself in light as if it were a robe, spreading out the sky like a canopy,  laying the beams of his palace on the waters above,  making the clouds his chariot,  walking on the wings of the wind,  and making the winds his messengers,  flames of fire his servants.  He established the earth on its foundations; it will never be shaken.  You covered it with the deep as if it were a garment; the water stood above the mountains.  At your rebuke the water fled; at the sound of your thunder they hurried away   — mountains rose and valleys sank   — to the place you established for them.  You set a boundary they cannot cross; they will never cover the earth again.  He causes the springs to gush into the valleys; they flow between the mountains.  They supply water for every wild beast; the wild donkeys quench their thirst.  The birds of the sky live beside the springs; they make their voices heard among the foliage.  He waters the mountains from his palace; the earth is satisfied by the fruit of your labor.  He causes grass to grow for the livestock and provides crops for man to cultivate, producing food from the earth,