You water its ridges abundantly: you settle its furrows: you make it soft with showers: you bless its growth.
He causes it to come, whether for correction, or for his land, or for mercy.
He waters the hills from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the fruit of your works.
Who covers the heaven with clouds, who prepares rain for the earth, who makes grass to grow upon the mountains.
Your congregation has dwelt therein: you, O God, have provided of your goodness for the poor.
Then I will give you rain in due season, and the land shall yield its increase, and the trees of the field shall yield their fruit.
My teaching shall drop as the rain, my speech shall distil as the dew, as the small rain upon the tender herb, and as the showers upon the grass: