|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.
|Day after day it sends out its word, and night after night it gives knowledge.
|There are no words or language; their voice makes no sound.
|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,
|Who is like a newly married man coming from his bride-tent, and is glad like a strong runner starting on his way.
|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.
|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.
|The orders of the Lord are right, making glad the heart: the rule of the Lord is holy, giving light to the eyes.
|The fear of the Lord is clean, and has no end; the decisions of the Lord are true and full of righteousness.
|More to be desired are they than gold, even than much shining gold; sweeter than the dropping honey.
|By them is your servant made conscious of danger, and in keeping them there is great reward.
|Who has full knowledge of his errors? make me clean from secret evil.
|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.
|Let the words of my mouth and the thoughts of my heart be pleasing in your eyes, O Lord, my strength and my salvation.