Psalm 19
For the director of music. A psalm of David.
The heavens acknowledge God's glory;
the skies show his handiwork there.
And day after day they continue this way,
and nightly continue to share.
His knowledge is seen everywhere.
They use neither words nor a language;
and never is heard any sound.
Their message goes forth from the south to the north,
to the ends of the earth, round and round.
In heaven, the sun's home is found.
It bounds like a groom on his wedding,
or athlete who’s eager to run.
Beginning its quest till it sets in the west,
it follows its course until done.
None hide from the heat of the sun.
The law of the LORD is perfection,
restoring the spirit, indeed.
His teachings are sure, will forever endure,
providing all things to succeed,
like wisdom for people in need.
The precepts the LORD has are righteous,
that bring a real joy to the heart;
his rules are austere, his commandments quite clear,
with insight for life from the start.
His prudence is poised to impart.
The fear of the LORD is upstanding,
that ever and ever will last.
His judgments are true, his decisions are, too;
the future as well as the past.
No matter tomorrow's forecast.
More precious than gold are they worthy;
yea, even the finest gold known.
Though honey is sweet, they are more of a treat
than honey that drips from the comb;
the comb from the honeybee's home.
By them, I've been warned — as your servant,
obeying them yields great reward.
Who knows all our faults that are locked in our vaults?
Cleanse me from the secrets I've stored;
of sin without knowing it, LORD.
Keep me from the sins that are willful,
that they may not rule over me.
Then I will be clear of the great sin I fear,
and blameless and innocent be.
O LORD, I just want to be free.
May all of my words that I've spoken,
along with my innermost thought
be pleasing to you in your glorious view;
accept this reflection I've brought.
Redeemer, O LORD, and my rock.
The heavens acknowledge God's glory;
the skies show his handiwork there.
And day after day they continue this way,
and nightly continue to share.
His knowledge is seen everywhere.
They use neither words nor a language;
and never is heard any sound.
Their message goes forth from the south to the north,
to the ends of the earth, round and round.
In heaven, the sun's home is found.
It bounds like a groom on his wedding,
or athlete who’s eager to run.
Beginning its quest till it sets in the west,
it follows its course until done.
None hide from the heat of the sun.
The law of the LORD is perfection,
restoring the spirit, indeed.
His teachings are sure, will forever endure,
providing all things to succeed,
like wisdom for people in need.
The precepts the LORD has are righteous,
that bring a real joy to the heart;
his rules are austere, his commandments quite clear,
with insight for life from the start.
His prudence is poised to impart.
The fear of the LORD is upstanding,
that ever and ever will last.
His judgments are true, his decisions are, too;
the future as well as the past.
No matter tomorrow's forecast.
More precious than gold are they worthy;
yea, even the finest gold known.
Though honey is sweet, they are more of a treat
than honey that drips from the comb;
the comb from the honeybee's home.
By them, I've been warned — as your servant,
obeying them yields great reward.
Who knows all our faults that are locked in our vaults?
Cleanse me from the secrets I've stored;
of sin without knowing it, LORD.
Keep me from the sins that are willful,
that they may not rule over me.
Then I will be clear of the great sin I fear,
and blameless and innocent be.
O LORD, I just want to be free.
May all of my words that I've spoken,
along with my innermost thought
be pleasing to you in your glorious view;
accept this reflection I've brought.
Redeemer, O LORD, and my rock.
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