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Young's Literal Version » The book of Psalms » 19. fejezet
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To the Overseer. -- A Psalm of David. The heavens `are' recounting the honour of God, And the work of His hands The expanse `is' declaring.
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Day to day uttereth speech, And night to night sheweth knowledge.
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There is no speech, and there are no words. Their voice hath not been heard.
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Into all the earth hath their line gone forth, And to the end of the world their sayings, For the sun He placed a tent in them,
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And he, as a bridegroom, goeth out from his covering, He rejoiceth as a mighty one To run the path.
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From the end of the heavens `is' his going out, And his revolution `is' unto their ends, And nothing is hid from his heat.
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The law of Jehovah `is' perfect, refreshing the soul, The testimonies of Jehovah `are' stedfast, Making wise the simple,
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The precepts of Jehovah `are' upright, Rejoicing the heart, The command of Jehovah `is' pure, enlightening the eyes,
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The fear of Jehovah `is' clean, standing to the age, The judgments of Jehovah `are' true, They have been righteous -- together.
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They are more desirable than gold, Yea, than much fine gold; and sweeter than honey, Even liquid honey of the comb.
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Also -- Thy servant is warned by them, `In keeping them `is' a great reward.'
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Errors! who doth understand? From hidden ones declare me innocent,
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Also -- from presumptuous ones keep back Thy servant, Let them not rule over me, Then am I perfect, And declared innocent of much transgression,
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Let the sayings of my mouth, And the meditation of my heart, Be for a pleasing thing before Thee, O Jehovah, my rock, and my redeemer!