Psalms 65:4,11 - Compare All Versions

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Blessed are those you choose and bring near to live in your courts! We are filled with the good things of your house, of your holy temple.

You crown the year with your bounty, and your carts overflow with abundance.

Blessed is the one you choose and bring near, to dwell in your courts! We shall be satisfied with the goodness of your house, the holiness of your temple!

You crown the year with your bounty; your wagon tracks overflow with abundance.

What joy for those you choose to bring near, those who live in your holy courts. What festivities await us inside your holy Temple.

You crown the year with a bountiful harvest; even the hard pathways overflow with abundance.

How happy is the one you choose and bring near to live in your courts! We will be satisfied with the goodness of your house,  the holiness of your temple. 

You crown the year with your goodness; your carts overflow with plenty. 

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.

Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; And thy paths drop fatness.

Blessed is the man You choose, And cause to approach You, That he may dwell in Your courts. We shall be satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Of Your holy temple.

You crown the year with Your goodness, And Your paths drip with abundance.

We all arrive at your doorstep sooner or later, loaded with guilt, Our sins too much for us— but you get rid of them once and for all. Blessed are the chosen! Blessed the guest at home in your place! We expect our fill of good things in your house, your heavenly manse. All your salvation wonders are on display in your trophy room. Earth-Tamer, Ocean-Pourer, Mountain-Maker, Hill-Dresser, Muzzler of sea storm and wave crash, of mobs in noisy riot— Far and wide they’ll come to a stop, they’ll stare in awe, in wonder. Dawn and dusk take turns calling, “Come and worship.”

Oh, visit the earth, ask her to join the dance! Deck her out in spring showers, fill the God-River with living water. Paint the wheat fields golden. Creation was made for this! Drench the plowed fields, soak the dirt clods With rainfall as harrow and rake bring her to blossom and fruit. Snow-crown the peaks with splendor, scatter rose petals down your paths, All through the wild meadows, rose petals. Set the hills to dancing, Dress the canyon walls with live sheep, a drape of flax across the valleys. Let them shout, and shout, and shout! Oh, oh, let them sing!

Blessed is the one You choose and allow to approach You; He will dwell in Your courtyards. We will be satisfied with the goodness of Your house, Your holy temple.

You have crowned the year with Your goodness, And Your paths drip with fatness.

Blessed is the one whom You choose and bring near To dwell in Your courts. We will be filled with the goodness of Your house, Your holy temple.

You crown the year with Your bounty, And Your paths overflow.

How blessed is the one whom you choose, and allow to live in your palace courts. May we be satisfied with the good things of your house – your holy palace.

You crown the year with your good blessings, and you leave abundance in your wake.