The heavens declare the glory of God; the
sky proclaims its builder's craft.
One day to the next conveys that message; one
night to the next imparts that knowledge.
There is no word or sound; no voice is heard;
Yet their report goes forth through all the earth,
their message, to the ends of the world.
God has pitched there a tent for the sun; it
comes forth like a bridegroom from his chamber,
and like an athlete joyfully runs its
course,
From one end of the heavens it comes forth;
its course runs through to the other;
nothing escapes its heat.
The law of the Lord is perfect, refreshing
the soul.
The decree of the Lord is trustworthy, giving
wisdom to the simple.
The precepts of the Lord are right, rejoicing the
heart.
The command of the Lord is clear, enlightening the
eye.
The fear of the Lord is pure, enduring forever.
The statutes of the Lord are true, all of them
just;
More desirable than gold, than a hoard of purest
gold,
Sweeter also than honey or drippings from the
comb.
By them your servant is instructed;
obeying them brings much reward.
Who can detect heedless failings?
Cleanse me from my unknown faults.
But from willful sins keep your
servant;
let them never control me.
Then shall I be blameless, innocent of grave sin.
ALL: Let the words of my mouth meet with your
favor,
keep the thoughts of my heart before you,
Lord, my rock and my redeemer.
We Sing Psalm 27
