Salmos 19

1 To the chief musician, a psalm of David. The heavens relate the glory of God; and the expanse telleth of the works of his hands.

2 Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge.

3 There is no speech, there are no words, their voice is not heard.

4 But their melody extendeth through all the earth, and to the end of the world their words. For the sun hath he set a tabernacle among them;

5 And he goeth out as a bridegroom from his chamber, he is glad like a strong man to run his course;

6 From the end of the heavens is his going forth, and his circuit is unto their ends: and there is nothing hidden from his heat.

7 The law of the Lord is perfect, quieting the soul: the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple.

8 The precepts of the Lord are upright, rejoicing the heart; the commandment of the Lord is clear, enlightening the eyes.

9 The fear of the Lord is pure, enduring for ever: the ordinances of the Lord are the truth, they are just altogether.

10 They are those which are to be desired more than gold, and much fine gold; and they are sweeter than honey and the dropping of honeycomb.

11 Moreover thy servant is admonished by them: in keeping them there is great reward.

12 Who can guard against errors? from secret faults do thou cleanse me.

13 Also from presumptuous sins withhold thy servant; let them not have dominion over me: then shall I be blameless, and I shall be clear from any great transgression.

14 May the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable before thee, O Lord, my Rock, and my Redeemer.