Bay Psalm Book: Psalm 19

Psalme 19

To the chiefe musician a pslame of David.

¹ The heavens doe declare the majesty of God: also the firmament shews forth his handy-work abroad.

² Day speaks to day, knowledge night hath to night declar’d. ³ There neither speech nor language is, where their voice is not heard.

⁴ Through all the earth their line is gone forth, & unto the utmost end of all the world, their speeches reach also:

A Tabernacle hee in them pitcht for the Sun. ⁵ Who Bridegroom like from’s chamber goes glad Giants-race to run.

⁶ From heavens utmost end, his course and compassing; to ends of it, & from the heat thereof is hid nothing.

⁷ The Lords law perfect is, the soule converting back: Gods testimony faithfull is, makes wise who-wisdome-lack.

⁸ The statutes of the Lord, are right, & glad the heart: the Lords commandement is pure, light doth to eyes impart.

⁹ Iehovahs feare is cleane, and doth indure for ever: the judgements of the Lord are true, and righteous althogether.

¹⁰ Then gold, then much fine gold, more to be prized are, then hony, & the hony-comb, sweeter they are by farre.

¹¹ Also thy servant is admonished from hence: and in the keeping of the same is a full recompence.

¹² Who can his errors know? from secret faults cleanse mee. ¹³ And from presumptuous-sins, let thou kept back thy servant bee:

Let the not beare the rule in me, & then shall I be perfect, and shall cleansed bee from much iniquity.

¹⁴ Let the words of my mouth, and the thoughts of my heart, be pleasing with thee, Lord, my Rock who my redeemer art.