LITV(i)
1 To the chief musician. A Psalm of David. The heavens are recording the glory of God, and the expanse proclaim His handiwork.
2 Day by day they pour forth speech, and night to night reveals knowledge.
3 There is no speech, nor are there words where their voice is not heard.
4 Their measuring line has gone out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world; in them He has set up a dwelling-place for the sun,
5 and he comes forth like a bridegroom from his canopy. He rejoices like a hero to run a race;
6 his going forth from the end of the heavens, and his orbit to their ends; and nothing is hidden from his heat.