A Song of Thanksgiving.

Psalm 67


May God be gracious to us and bless us
   and make his face shine on us— so that your ways may be known on earth,
   your salvation among all nations.

May the peoples praise you, God;
   may all the peoples praise you. 

May the nations be glad and sing for joy,
   for you rule the peoples with equity
   and guide the nations of the earth. 

May the peoples praise you, God;
   may all the peoples praise you.


The land yields its harvest;
   God, our God, blesses us. May God bless us still,
   so that all the ends of the earth will fear him.