Chapter 19

To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David.

1

The heavens are recounting the honour of God, And the work of His hands The expanse is declaring.

2

Day to day uttereth speech, And night to night sheweth knowledge.

3

There is no speech, and there are no words. Their voice hath not been heard.

4

Into all the earth hath their line gone forth, And to the end of the world their sayings, For the sun He placed a tent in them,

5

And he, as a bridegroom, goeth out from his covering, He rejoiceth as a mighty one To run the path.

6

From the end of the heavens is his going out, And his revolution is unto their ends, And nothing is hid from his heat.

7

The law of Jehovah is perfect, refreshing the soul, The testimonies of Jehovah are stedfast, Making wise the simple,

8

The precepts of Jehovah are upright, Rejoicing the heart, The command of Jehovah is pure, enlightening the eyes,

9

The fear of Jehovah is clean, standing to the age, The judgments of Jehovah are true, They have been righteous -- together.

10

They are more desirable than gold, Yea, than much fine gold; and sweeter than honey, Even liquid honey of the comb.

11

Also -- Thy servant is warned by them, 'In keeping them is a great reward.'

12

Errors! who doth understand? From hidden ones declare me innocent,

13

Also -- from presumptuous ones keep back Thy servant, Let them not rule over me, Then am I perfect, And declared innocent of much transgression,

14

Let the sayings of my mouth, And the meditation of my heart, Be for a pleasing thing before Thee, O Jehovah, my rock, and my redeemer!