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An immense deep-blue midday sky with a few high thin clouds over a bare plateau, one tiny black tent at the very bottom.

Praise · David

Psalm 19

Look up, and God is speaking. Open the Book, and He tells you His name. Then look inside, and answer Him.

14 verses≈ 3 minBSB

Images are artistic interpretations.

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Where we are

  1. 1–41Book IDavid's prayers: 'The LORD is my shepherd'Psalm 19
  2. 42–72Book II'As the deer pants'; the throne under pressure
  3. 73–89Book IIIAsaph and Korah: the kingdom falls
  4. 90–106Book IVBack to Moses: the LORD reigns
  5. 107–150Book VSongs of ascents, and the last Hallelujah

The Heavens Declare the Glory of God

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The sun clearing the mountains of Moab, seen from the Judean side across the Dead Sea valley, the far shore black.

In the heavens He has pitched

a tent for the sun.

Like a bridegroom emerging from his chamber,

like a champion rejoicing to run his course,

it rises at one end of the heavens

and runs its circuit to the other;

nothing is deprived of its warmth.

0:21

Narrated by Bob Souer · BSB audio, public domain

Reflect

Go outside

Tonight, or tomorrow at first light, stand under the sky for one minute with your phone in your pocket. What does it say about its Maker?

The Law of the LORD is perfect,

reviving the soul;

the testimony of the LORD is trustworthy,

making wise the simple.

The precepts of the LORD are right,

bringing joy to the heart;

the commandments of the LORD are radiant,

giving light to the eyes.

The fear of the LORD is pure,

enduring forever;

the judgments of the LORD are true,

being altogether righteous.

A clay dish of dripping dark comb honey beside a small heap of gold rings and rough gold on a plain table, the same warm light on both.

They are more precious than gold,

than much pure gold;

they are sweeter than honey,

than honey from the comb.

By them indeed Your servant is warned;

in keeping them is great reward.

He has spoken

The skies1–6: without wordsThe Scripture7–11: in wordsYour heart12–14: the answer

Whiteboard

The poem moves from the far edge of the sky to the inside of one person.

Who can discern his own errors?

Cleanse me from my hidden faults.

Keep Your servant also from willful sins;

may they not rule over me.

Then I will be blameless

and cleansed of great transgression.

May the words of my mouth

and the meditation of my heart

be pleasing in Your sight,

O LORD, my Rock and my Redeemer.

Pray

Before you speak

Pray verse 14 before you say anything else today. Then ask Him to show you one hidden fault, and name it to Him, the One who is your “Rock” and your “Redeemer.”

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Psalm 19

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A verse to carry with you

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of His hands.

Psalm 19:1

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