A pleasant thing it is for the eyes to behold the sun.

All are Thy servants.

For the mountains will I take up a weeping and wailing, and for the habitations of the wilderness a lamentation.

Hath not My hand made all these things?

He commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, which lifteth up the waves thereof.

How manifold are Thy works! in wisdom hast Thou made them all.

Let them praise the name of the Lord: for He commanded, and they were created.

Speak to the earth, and it shall teach thee: and the fishes of the sea shall declare unto thee.

Stand still, and consider the wondrous works of God.

The earth is full of Thy riches.