7. Who noise of seas, noise of their waves,and people's tumult, stills.
8. Those in the utmost parts that dwellare at thy signs afraid:Th' outgoings of the morn and ev'nby thee are joyful made.
9. The earth thou visit'st, wat'ring it;thou mak'st it rich to growWith God's full flood; thou corn prepar'st,when thou provid'st it so.
10. Her rigs thou wat'rest plenteously,her furrows settelest:With show'rs thou dost her mollify,her spring by thee is blest.
11. So thou the year most lib'rallydost with thy goodness crown;And all thy paths abundantlyon us drop fatness down.
12. They drop upon the pastures wide,that do in deserts lie;The little hills on ev'ry siderejoice right pleasantly.
13. With flocks the pastures clothed be,the vales with corn are clad;And now they shout and sing to thee,for thou hast made them glad.