Salmos 19

O sol nasce de um horizonte e atravessa o céu de uma ponta a outra, nada escapa do seu calor.

Del un cabo de los cielos es su salida, y su giro hasta la extremidad de ellos: y no hay quien se esconda de su calor.

His going forth is from the end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the ends of it: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof.

His going out is from the end of the heavens, his circuit to its ends. There is nothing hidden from its heat.