PSALM 19

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David

1 The heavens recount the glory of God; And the works of his hands proclaim doth the expanse.

2 Day unto day poureth forth speech; And night unto night publisheth knowledge.

3 There is no speech and no language, Where is not heard their voice.

4 Through all the earth hath gone forth their writing, And to the extremity of the world their words: For the sun he hath set a tabernacle in them,

5 And he as a bridegroom goeth forth from his chamber; He exulteth as a strong man to run his course.

6 From one extremity of the heavens is his going forth, And his circuit to the utmost limits thereof, And no person is hidden from his heat.

7 The law of the Lord is perfect, restoring the soul; The testimony of Jehovah is faithful, instructing in wisdom the babes;

8 The statutes of Jehovah are right, rejoicing the heart; The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes;

9 The fear of Jehovah is clean, enduring for ever; The judgments of Jehovah are truth, they are justified together.

10 More desirable [are they] than gold, and much fine gold; And sweeter than honey, and the dropping of honeycombs.

11 Moreover, thy servant is made circumspect by them; And in their observance the reward is great.

12 His errors who can understand? From my hidden sins cleanse thou me.

13 Likewise from presumptuous sins restrain thou thy servant, That they may not have dominion over me; Then upright shall I be and clean from much wickedness.

14 Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart be acceptable Before thee, O Jehovah! my strength and my Redeemer.