Psalm 19




1 To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. The heavens declare the glory of God; and the expanse proclaims His handiwork.
2 Day to day pours forth speech, and night to night reveals knowledge.
3 There is no speech nor are there words; their voice is not heard.
4 Their line has gone out through all the earth and their words to the end of the world. In them He has set a tabernacle for the sun,
5 and he comes forth as a bridegroom from his canopy; he rejoices as a strong man to run a race,
6 going forth from the end of the heavens, and its course is to their ends. And there is nothing hid from its heat.
7 The Law of Jehovah is perfect, converting the soul; the testimony of Jehovah is sure, making the simple wise.
8 The Precepts of Jehovah are right, rejoicing the heart; the Commandments of Jehovah are pure, giving light to the eyes.
9 The fear of Jehovah is clean, enduring forever; the judgments of Jehovah are true and righteous altogether,
10 more to be desired than gold, even much fine gold; sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb.
11 And Your servant is warned by them; in keeping them there is great reward.
12 Who can understand his errors? Oh make me pure from secret faults;
13 and keep Your servant back from presumptuous sins; do not let them rule over me; then I shall be upright, and I shall be innocent of great transgression.
14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing in Your sight, O Jehovah, my Rock and my Redeemer.