18 The high hills
are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies.
19 He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.
20 Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all
the beasts of the forest do creep forth.
21 The
young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat from God.
22 The sun ariseth, they gather themselves together, and lay them down in their dens.
23 Man goeth forth unto his work and to
his labour until the evening.
24 O
Lord, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made
them all: the earth is full of thy riches.
25 So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great
beasts.
26 There
go the ships: there is that leviathan, whom thou hast made to play therein.
27 These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due
season.
28 That
thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled with good.
29 Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath,
they die, and return to their dust.
30 Thou
sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face of the earth.
31 The glory of the Lord
shall endure for ever: the Lord shall rejoice in his works.
32 He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth:
he toucheth the hills, and they smoke.
33 I
will sing unto the Lord as long as I live: I will sing praise
to my God while I have my being.
34 My
meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the Lord.
35 Let the sinners be consumed out of the
earth, and let the wicked be no more. Bless thou the Lord,
O my soul. Praise ye the Lord.