Psalms 65:11-13

¹¹(65:12) Thou hast crowned the year of thy goodness; and thy tracks drop fatness:

¹²(65:13) The pastures of the wilderness are dropping with plenty: and the hills are girt with gladness.

¹³(65:14) The meadows are clothed with flocks, and the valleys are enveloped with corn: men shout for joy, yea, they also sing.