Sheep and cattle all of them, wild creatures of the field,

I know all the birds in the mountains; indeed, everything that moves in the field is mine.

You fill the furrows of the field with water so that their ridges overflow. You soften them with rain showers; their sprouts you have blessed.

Wild boars of the forest gnaw at it, and creatures of the field feed on it.

The field and all that is in it will rejoice; then all the trees of the forest will sing for joy

They give water for animals of the field to drink; the wild donkeys quench their thirst.