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17 lines
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Psalms.
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Chapter 19.
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For the Chief Musician. A Psalm by David. The heavens declare the glory of God. The expanse shows his handiwork.
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Day after day they pour out speech, and night after night they display knowledge.
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There is no speech nor language where their voice is not heard.
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Their voice has gone out through all the earth, their words to the end of the world. In them he has set a tent for the sun,
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which is as a bridegroom coming out of his room, like a strong man rejoicing to run his course.
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His going out is from the end of the heavens, his circuit to its ends. There is nothing hidden from its heat.
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Yahweh’s law is perfect, restoring the soul. Yahweh’s covenant is sure, making wise the simple.
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Yahweh’s precepts are right, rejoicing the heart. Yahweh’s commandment is pure, enlightening the eyes.
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The fear of Yahweh is clean, enduring forever. Yahweh’s ordinances are true, and righteous altogether.
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They are more to be desired than gold, yes, than much fine gold, sweeter also than honey and the extract of the honeycomb.
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Moreover your servant is warned by them. In keeping them there is great reward.
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Who can discern his errors? Forgive me from hidden errors.
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Keep back your servant also from presumptuous sins. Let them not have dominion over me. Then I will be upright. I will be blameless and innocent of great transgression.
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Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in your sight, Yahweh, my rock, and my redeemer.
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