1To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. 2Day, unto day, doth pour forth speech, and, night, unto night, doth breathe out knowledge. 3There is no speech, and there are no words,—Unheard is their voice! 4[Yet] through all the earth, hath gone forth their voice,—and, to the end of the world, their sayings,—For the sun, hath he set up a tent therein; 5And, he, is like a bridegroom coming out of his chamber, he rejoiceth as a hero to run a race: 6From one end of the heavens, is his going forth, and, his circuit, to the other end thereof—and, nothing, is hid from his glowing heat. 7 The, law of Yahweh, is complete, Bringing back the soul, The, testimony of Yahweh, is confirmed, Making wise the simple; 8The precepts of Yahweh, are right, Rejoicing the heart, The, commandment of Yahweh, is pure, Enlightening the eyes; 9The, reverence of Yahweh, is clean, Enduring evermore,—The, decisions of Yahweh, are faithful, They are righteous, altogether: 10More desirable, than gold, yea than much fine gold, Sweeter, also than honey, or than droppings from the comb. 11Even thine own servant, taketh warning by them, In the keeping of them, great is the reward. 12Mistakes, who perceiveth? From things that are hidden, acquit me: 13Even from the presumptuous, keep back thy servant, May they not have dominion over me, Then, shall I be blameless, and shall be acquitted from great transgression: 14The words of my mouth, and the soft utterance of my heart, shall come with acceptance, before thee, O Yahweh, my Rock and my Redeemer!