The heavens keep telling the wonders of God, and the skies declare what he has done.
Each day informs the following day; each night announce to the next.
They don't speak a word and there is never the sound of a voice.
Yet their message reaches all the earth, and it travels around the world.
In the heavens a tent is set up for the sun.
It rises like a bridegroom and gets ready like a hero eager to run a race.
It travels all the way across the sky.
Nothing hides from its heat.
The Law of the LORD is perfect; it gives us new life.
His teachings last forever, and they give wisdom to ordinary people.
The LORD's instruction is right; it makes our hearts glad.
His commands shine brightly, and they give us light.
Worshiping the LORD is sacred; he will always be worshiped.
All of his decisions are correct and fair.
They are worth more than the finest gold and are sweeter than honey from a honeycomb.
By your teachings, Lord, I am warned; by obeying them, I am greatly rewarded.
None of us know our faults.
Forgive me when I sin without knowing it.
Don't let me do wrong on purpose, Lord, or let sin have control over my life.
Then I will be innocent, and not guilty of some terrible fault.
Let my words and my thoughts be pleasing to you, LORD, because you are my mighty rock and my protector.
(This new translation could definitely grow on me.)