^{9 Ref} Thou hast inspected the earth, and waterest it, Thou makest it very rich, the rivulet of God `is' full of water, Thou preparest their corn, When thus Thou dost prepare it,

^{10 Ref} Its ridges have been filled, Deepened hath been its furrow, With showers Thou dost soften it, Its springing up Thou blessest.

^{11 Ref} Thou hast crowned the year of Thy goodness, And Thy paths drop fatness.

^{12 Ref} Drop do the pastures of a wilderness, And joy of the heights Thou girdest on.