Psalm 104

1    Bless God, my soul. O Lord my God,

          thou art exceeding great;

     With honour and with majesty

          thou clothed art in state.

2    With light, as with a robe, thyself

          thou coverest about;

     And, like unto a curtain, thou

          the heavens stretchest out.

3    Who of his chambers doth the beams

          within the waters lay;

     Who doth the clouds his chariot make,

          on wings of wind make way.

4    Who flaming fire his ministers,

          his angels sp’rits, doth make:

5    Who earth’s foundations did lay,

          that it should never shake.

6    Thou didst it cover with the deep,

          as with a garment spread:

     The waters stood above the hills,

          when thou the word but said.

7    But at the voice of thy rebuke

          they fled, and would not stay;

     They at thy thunder’s dreadful voice

          did haste them fast away.

8    They by the mountains do ascend,

          and by the valley-ground

     Descend, unto that very place

          which thou for them didst found.

9    Thou hast a bound unto them set,

          that they may not pass over,

     That they do not return again

          the face of earth to cover.

10   He to the valleys sends the springs,

          which run among the hills:

11   They to all beasts of field give drink,

          wild asses drink their fills.

12   By them the fowls of heav’n shall have

          their habitation,

     Which do among the branches sing

          with delectation.

13   He from his chambers watereth

          the hills, when they are dry’d:

     With fruit and increase of thy works

          the earth is satisfy’d.

14   For cattle he makes grass to grow,

          he makes the herb to spring

     For th’ use of man, that food to him

          he from the earth may bring;

15   And wine, that to the heart of man

          doth cheerfulness impart,

     Oil that his face makes shine, and bread

          that strengtheneth his heart.

16   The trees of God are full of sap;

          the cedars that do stand

     In Lebanon, which planted were

          by his almighty hand.

17   Birds of the air upon their boughs

          do chuse their nests to make;

     As for the stork, the fir-tree she

          doth for her dwelling take.

18   The lofty mountains for wild goats

          a place of refuge be;

     The conies also to the rocks

          do for their safety flee.

19   He sets the moon in heav’n, thereby

          the seasons to discern:

     From him the sun his certain time

          of going down doth learn.

20   Thou darkness mak’st, ’tis night, then beasts

          of forests creep abroad.

21   The lions young roar for their prey,

          and seek their meat from God.

22   The sun doth rise, and home they flock,

          down in their dens they lie.

23   Man goes to work, his labour he

          doth to the ev’ning ply.

24   How manifold, Lord, are thy works!

          in wisdom wonderful

     Thou ev’ry one of them hast made;

          earth’s of thy riches full:

25   So is this great and spacious sea,

          wherein things creeping are,

     Which number’d cannot be; and beasts

          both great and small are there.

26   There ships go; there thou mak’st to play

          that leviathan great.

27   These all wait on thee, that thou may’st

          in due time give them meat.

28   That which thou givest unto them

          they gather for their food;

     Thine hand thou open’st lib’rally,

          they filled are with good.

29   Thou hid’st thy face; they troubled are,

          their breath thou tak’st away;

     Then do they die, and to their dust

          return again do they.

30   Thy quick’ning spirit thou send’st forth,

          then they created be;

     And then the earth’s decayed face

          renewed is by thee.

31   The glory of the mighty Lord

          continue shall for ever:

     The Lord Jehovah shall rejoice

          in all his works together.

32   Earth, as affrighted, trembleth all,

          if he on it but look;

     And if the mountains he but touch,

          they presently do smoke.

33   I will sing to the Lord most high,

          so long as I shall live;

     And while I being have I shall

          to my God praises give.

34   Of him my meditation shall

          sweet thoughts to me afford;

     And as for me, I will rejoice

          in God, my only Lord.

35   From earth let sinners be consum’d,

          let ill men no more be.

     O thou my soul, bless thou the Lord.

          Praise to the Lord give ye.

Ekklesia Muskogee is a reformed baptist church that gathers for worship in Muskogee, Oklahoma. We confess the 1689 second London baptist confession of faith. We affirm the five solas of the Reformation as well as the doctrines of grace (otherwise known as the five points of Calvinism), and each of our pastors would not be ashamed to be called a Calvinist. We are a church led by elders, of which there is a plurality (also called pastors and overseers in the Scriptures). Our mission is to make disciples, love cities, and plant churches.