And he hath been as a tree, Planted by rivulets of water, That giveth its fruit in its season, And its leaf doth not wither, And all that he doth he causeth to prosper.

And thunder in the heavens doth Jehovah, And the Most High giveth forth His voice, Hail and coals of fire.

Jehovah strength to his people giveth, Jehovah blesseth His people with peace!

And delight thyself on Jehovah, And He giveth to thee the petitions of thy heart.

To him who is riding on the heavens of the heavens of old, Lo, He giveth with His voice a strong voice.

He judgeth the poor of the people, Giveth deliverance to the sons of the needy, And bruiseth the oppressor.

And he liveth, and giveth to him of the gold of Sheba, And prayeth for him continually, All the day he doth bless him.

He cleaveth rocks in a wilderness, And giveth drink -- as the great deep.

And giveth to the caterpillar their increase, And their labour to the locust.

And He giveth His strength to captivity, And His beauty into the hand of an adversary,

Jehovah also giveth that which is good, And our land doth give its increase.

And He giveth to them the lands of nations, And the labour of peoples they possess,

And He giveth to them their request, And sendeth leanness into their soul.

And giveth them into the hand of nations, And those hating them rule over them,

A preserver of the simple is Jehovah, I was low, and to me He giveth salvation.

God is Jehovah, and He giveth to us light, Direct ye the festal-sacrifice with cords, Unto the horns of the altar.

Vain for you who are rising early, Who delay sitting, eating the bread of griefs, So He giveth to His beloved one sleep.

Appointing the number of the stars, To all them He giveth names.