Clothed with honor, wrapped in light, chariots of clouds you ride.
Winds your messages convey, fire and flame your word obey.
You make springs in valleys burst, where wild asses quench their thirst.
Near your streams the birds have nests. With your fruit the Earth is fed.
You put land where it should stay; placed the sea not far away.
Rain and snow from clouds on high forests bring to mountainsides.
Grass for cattle, wine for hearts, oil for faces, light and dark;
sun and moon and sky and sea, let us all rejoice in these.
Source: Psalm 104
Text: © David Alexander, 2020