The psalm opens by blessing the Lord, who is clothed with splendor and majesty, wraps himself in light as with a garment, stretches out the heavens like a tent, and makes the clouds his chariot and the winds his messengers. Verses 5-9 recall how he set the earth on its foundations and how the waters that covered it fled at his rebuke to the place he appointed, so that they would never again cover the earth.
Then the poem shows how God cares for what he made. He sends springs into the valleys and gives drink to every beast of the field. He waters the mountains from his upper chambers, and the earth brings forth grass for the livestock and plants for man to cultivate, with wine that gladdens, oil that makes the face shine and bread that sustains. The trees of the Lord are watered abundantly; the birds nest in them, the high mountains are for the wild goats and the rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers. The moon marks the seasons, the sun knows its going down; at night the beasts of the forest prowl, and when the sun rises man goes out to his work.
Verse 24 is an exclamation: how manifold are your works, O Lord, in wisdom you have made them all. The sea, great and wide, teems with creatures, ships go there and the Leviathan that God formed plays in it. All look to God to give them food in due season. If he hides his face they are dismayed; if he takes away their breath they die; if he sends his Spirit they are created and the face of the ground is renewed. The psalm ends wishing that the glory of the Lord endure forever, that his meditation be pleasing, that sinners be consumed from the earth, and blessing the Lord once more.