The heavens declare the glory of God:
and the firmament proclaims his handiwork;
One day tells it to another:
and night to night communicates knowledge.
There is no speech or language:
nor are their voices heard;
Yet their sound has gone out through all the world:
and their words to the ends of the earth.
There he has pitched a tent for the sun:
which comes out as a bridegroom from his chamber,
and rejoices like a strong man to run his course.
Its rising is at one end of the heavens,
and its circuit to their farthest bound:
and nothing is hidden from its heat.
The law of the Lord is perfect, reviving the soul:
the command of the Lord is true,
and makes wise the simple.
The precepts 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 judgements of the Lord are unchanging,
and righteous every one.
More to be desired are they than gold,
even much fine gold:
sweeter also than honey,
than the honey that drips from the comb.
Moreover, by them is your servant taught:
and in keeping them there is great reward.
Who can know their own unwitting sins?:
O cleanse me from my secret faults.
Keep your servant also from presumptuous sins,
lest they get the mastery over me:
so I shall be clean, and innocent of great offence.
May the words of my mouth and the meditation
of my heart be acceptable in your sight:
O Lord, my strength and my redeemer.