by John Kunnathu
Psalm 104 (KJV)
1 Bless the LORD, O my soul. O LORD my God, thou art very great; thou art
clothed with honour and majesty.
2 Who coverest thyself with light as with a garment: who stretchest out the
heavens like a curtain:
3 Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters: who maketh the clouds his
chariot: who walketh upon the wings of the wind:
4 Who maketh his angels spirits; his ministers a flaming fire:
5 Who laid the foundations of the earth, that it should not be removed for ever.
6 Thou coveredst it with the deep as with a garment: the waters stood above the
mountains.
7 At thy rebuke they fled; at the voice of thy thunder they hasted away.
8 They go up by the mountains; they go down by the valleys unto the place which
thou hast founded for them.
9 Thou hast set a bound that they may not pass over; that they turn not again to
cover the earth.
10 He sendeth the springs into the valleys, which run among the hills.
11 They give drink to every beast of the field: the wild asses quench their
thirst.
12 By them shall the fowls of the heaven have their habitation, which sing among
the branches.
13 He watereth the hills from his chambers: the earth is satisfied with the
fruit of thy works.
14 He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man:
that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
15 And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face to
shine, and bread which strengtheneth man’s heart.
16 The trees of the LORD are full of sap; the cedars of Lebanon, which he hath
planted;
17 Where the birds make their nests: as for the stork, the fir trees are her
house.
18 The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats; and the rocks for the conies.
19 He appointed the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.
20 Thou makest darkness, and it is night: wherein all the beasts of the forest
do creep forth.
21 The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their meat from God.
22 The sun ariseth, they gather themselves together, and lay them down in their
dens.
23 Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening.
24 O LORD, how manifold are thy works! in wisdom hast thou made them all: the
earth is full of thy riches.
25 So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both
small and great beasts.
26 There go the ships: there is that leviathan, whom thou hast made to play
therein.
27 These wait all upon thee; that thou mayest give them their meat in due
season.
28 That thou givest them they gather: thou openest thine hand, they are filled
with good.
29 Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled: thou takest away their breath, they
die, and return to their dust.
30 Thou sendest forth thy spirit, they are created: and thou renewest the face
of the earth.
31 The glory of the LORD shall endure for ever: the LORD shall rejoice in his
works.
32 He looketh on the earth, and it trembleth: he toucheth the hills, and they
smoke.
33 I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God
while I have my being.
34 My meditation of him shall be sweet: I will be glad in the LORD.
35 Let the sinners be consumed out of the earth, and let the wicked be no more.
Bless thou the LORD, O my soul. Praise ye the LORD.
The Lord, the dramatist behind the drama
Like Psalm 103, Psalm 104 also begins and ends with the same
invocation—Bless the Lord, O my soul. The Lord blesses us;
therefore, let us bless the Lord –that is the summary of psalm 103.
Psalm 104 may be summarized with a slight change as follows: The
Lord blesses all that exists; therefore, let us bless the Lord.
Shakespeare, the well-known English dramatist, made one of his
characters compare the world to a stage, where the actors enter,
play their part, and exit. We see a similar picture in Psalm 104. We
see a grand stage that includes the entire world with all that
exists, where actors constantly enter, act their part, and exit. The
actors include not only human beings, but also animals, birds, fish,
plants, the Sun, and the Moon. Staying invisible to the eyes of the
audience is the director of the whole drama, the Lord. He created
the stage –"established the earth upon its foundations". He directs
the drama by moving around in His chariot –the clouds. Now and then
He sends winds and flaming fire as His messengers.
When things happen on the stage, the audience does not often see the
hand of the director. Grass does not simply grow, but He causes it
to grow. Darkness does not come on its own, but He appoints it to
come. He exhales, and the earth is filled with living beings; he
opens His hands, and they all eat from them; He inhales, and they
all get back to dust. The entire stage, with all its actors,
trembles at a mere glare from Him. A touch is enough to make the
mountains smoke.
It is a paradox that although we, the humans, often fail to see the
presence of the director, the animals are not so blind. When the
young lions get hungry, they seek their food from God. All the
animals wait for God. They get greatly dismayed if God hides His
face from them.
Here in this psalm, the poet is trying to present a theory of all
that exists. Looking at the drama of existence, we cannot figure out
what it all means. We ourselves appear on the stage, play our part,
and exit. We do not get an opportunity to watch the entire drama, or
to understand what it all means. The poet here makes an attempt to
explain the whole drama by assuming the presence of the dramatist-
director behind the stage. The poet does not pretend to understand
the meaning of the whole drama. However, he/she assures us that
although we do not understand the meaning of the drama of existence,
there exists someone who understands it—the author and director of
the drama.
Without the dramatist, a drama wouldn't make sense. Without the director behind
the stage, the actions on the stage would not happen in a coordinated way.
Unfortunately, ours is an age in which attempts have been made to explain the
drama of existence without assuming the presence of the dramatist-director
behind the stage. As the German Philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche made a madman
cry out, "We have killed God—you and I".