1(For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of Dawad) The heavens declare the glory of Elokim; And the firmament showeth his handiwork.

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

3There is no speech nor language; Their voice is not heard.

4Their line is gone out through all the earth, And their words to the end of the world. In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun,

5Which is as a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, And rejoiceth as a strong man to run his course.

6His going forth is from the end of the heavens, And his circuit unto the ends of it; And there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.

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

8The precepts of تتراجراماتون are right, rejoicing the heart: The commandment of تتراجراماتون is pure, enlightening the eyes.

9The fear of تتراجراماتون is clean, enduring for ever: The ordinances of تتراجراماتون are true, and righteous altogether.

10More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold; Sweeter also than honey and the droppings of the honeycomb.

11Moreover by them is thy servant warned: In keeping them there is great reward.

12Who can discern his errors? Clear thou me from hidden faults.

13Keep back thy servant also from presumptuous sins; Let them not have dominion over me: Then shall I be upright, And I shall be clear from great transgression.

14Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in thy sight, O تتراجراماتون, my rock, and my redeemer.