Thanksgiving for God’s Blessings
1For the leader. A psalm of David. A song.
2To you we owe our hymn of praise,
O God on Zion;
To you our vows#Vows: the Israelites were accustomed to promising sacrifices in the Temple if their prayers were heard. must be fulfilled,
3#To you all flesh must come: all must have recourse to God’s mercy.you who hear our prayers.
To you all flesh must come#Is 66:23.
4with its burden of wicked deeds.
We are overcome by our sins;
only you can pardon them.#Ps 32:1–2; 78:38; Is 1:18.
5Blessed the one whom you will choose and bring
to dwell in your courts.
May we be filled with the good things of your house,
your holy temple!
6You answer us with awesome deeds#Awesome deeds: the acts of creating—installing mountains, taming seas, restraining nations (Ps 65:7–8)—that are visible worldwide (Ps 65:6, 9). of justice,
O God our savior,
The hope of all the ends of the earth
and of those far off across the sea.#Is 66:19.
7You are robed in power,
you set up the mountains by your might.
8You still the roaring of the seas,#Ps 89:10; 107:29; Jb 38:11; Mt 8:26.
the roaring of their waves,
the tumult of the peoples.#Is 17:12.
9Distant peoples stand in awe of your marvels;
the places of morning and evening you make resound with joy.
10#Apparently a description of the agricultural year, beginning with the first fall rains that soften the hard sun-baked soil (Ps 65:9–10).You visit the earth and water it,
make it abundantly fertile.#Lv 26:4; Is 30:23, 25; Jl 2:22–23.
God’s stream#God’s stream: the fertile waters of the earth derive from God’s fertile waters in the heavenly world. is filled with water;
you supply their grain.
Thus do you prepare it:
11you drench its plowed furrows,
and level its ridges.
With showers you keep it soft,
blessing its young sprouts.
12You adorn the year with your bounty;
your paths#Paths: probably the tracks of God’s storm chariot dropping rain upon earth. drip with fruitful rain.
13The meadows of the wilderness also drip;
the hills are robed with joy.
14The pastures are clothed with flocks,
the valleys blanketed with grain;
they cheer and sing for joy.#Is 44:23.