'0 Lord my God, thou art very great; thou art clothed with honour and
majesty.

'Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment; who stretchest
out the heavens like a curtain.

'Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters; who maketh the
clouds his chariot; who walketh upon the wings of the wind.

'Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire; who
laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be removed for
ever.

'Thou coveredst the deep as with a garment; the waters stood above
the mountains.

'At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted
away.

'They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the
place which thou hast founded for them.

'Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn
not again to cover the earth.

'He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills.

'They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench
their thirst.