God’s glory fills the heavens with hymns; the domed
sky bears the Maker’s mark.
New praises sound from day to day and echo
through the knowing dark.
Without a word their songs roll on; into all lands
their voices run.
And with a champion’s strength and grace from
farthest heaven comes forth the sun.
God’s perfect law revives the soul; its precepts
make the simple wise.
Its just commands rejoice the heart; its truth gives
light unto the eyes.
Forever shall this law endure: unblemished,
righteous, true, complete.
No gold we ever found so fine, no honey in the
comb more sweet.
God’s servant may I ever be: this world my joy, that
word my guide.
O cleanse me, Lord, from secret sin; deliver me from
Acept my thoughts and words and deeds; let them
find favor in your sight.
For you alone can make me whole, O Lord, my
refuge and my might.
|First Line:||God's glory fills the heavens with hymns|
|Title:||Psalm 19: God's Glory Fills the Heavens|
|Author:||Carl P. Daw, Jr., b. 1944|
|Topic:||Illumination and Guidance|
|Copyright:||Text © 1989, Hope Publishing Company|
|MIDI file:||MIDI Preview(Faith Alive Christian Resources)|