The heavens declare the glory of God, *
and the firmament shows his handiwork.
One day speaks to another, *
and one night gives knowledge to another.
There is neither speech nor language, *
and their voices are not heard;
But their sound has gone out into all lands, *
and their words to the ends of the world.
In them he has set a tent for the sun; *
which comes forth as a bridegroom out of his chamber, and rejoices like a strong man to run his course.
It goes forth from the uttermost part of the heavens, and runs about to the end of it again; *
and there is nothing hidden from its heat.
The law of the Lord is perfect, reviving the soul; *
the testimony of the Lord is sure, and gives wisdom to the simple.
The statutes of the Lord are right, and rejoice the heart; *
the commandment of the Lord is pure, and gives light to the eyes.
The fear of the Lord is clean, and endures for ever; *
the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.
More to be desired are they than gold, even much fine gold; *
sweeter also than honey, than the drippings from the honeycomb.
Moreover, by them is your servant taught, *
and in keeping them there is great reward.
Who can tell how often he offends? *
O cleanse me from my secret faults.
Keep your servant also from presumptuous sins, lest they get the dominion over me; *
so shall I be undefiled, and innocent of great offense.
Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be always acceptable in your sight, *
O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.