1 To the chief musician, a psalm of David.(19:2) The heavens relate the glory of God; and the expanse telleth of the works of his hands.2 (19:3) Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge.3 (19:4) There is no speech, there are no words, their voice is not heard.4 (19:5)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 (19:6) And he goeth out as a bridegroom from his chamber, he is glad like a strong man to run his course;6 (19:7) 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 (19:8) The law of the Lord is perfect, quieting the soul: the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple.8 (19:9) The precepts of the Lord are upright, rejoicing the heart; the commandment of the Lord is clear, enlightening the eyes.