| 1 | To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. The heavens are sounding the glory of God; the arch of the sky makes clear the work of his hands. |
| 2 | Day after day it sends out its word, and night after night it gives knowledge. |
| 3 | There are no words or language; their voice makes no sound. |
| 4 | Their line has gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them has he put a tent for the sun, |
| 5 | Who is like a newly married man coming from his bride-tent, and is glad like a strong runner starting on his way. |
| 6 | His going out is from the end of the heaven, and his circle to the ends of it; there is nothing which is not open to his heat. |
| 7 | The law of the Lord is good, giving new life to the soul: the witness of the Lord is certain, giving wisdom to the foolish. |
| 8 | The orders of the Lord are right, making glad the heart: the rule of the Lord is holy, giving light to the eyes. |
| 9 | The fear of the Lord is clean, and has no end; the decisions of the Lord are true and full of righteousness. |
| 10 | More to be desired are they than gold, even than much shining gold; sweeter than the dropping honey. |
| 11 | By them is your servant made conscious of danger, and in keeping them there is great reward. |
| 12 | Who has full knowledge of his errors? make me clean from secret evil. |
| 13 | Keep your servant back from sins of pride; let them not have rule over me: then will I be upright and free from great sin. |
| 14 | Let the words of my mouth and the thoughts of my heart be pleasing in your eyes, O Lord, my strength and my salvation. |