Psalm 139
1 O Lord, you have searched me and
known me!
2 You know when I sit down and when I
rise up;
you discern my thoughts from afar.
3 You search out my path and my lying
down
and are acquainted with all my ways.
4 Even before a word is on my tongue,
behold, O Lord, you know it
altogether.
5 You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for
me;
it is high; I cannot attain it.
7 Where shall I go from your Spirit?
Or where shall I flee from your
presence?
8 If I ascend to heaven, you are
there!
If I make my bed in Sheol, you are
there!
9 If I take the wings of the morning
and dwell in the uttermost parts of
the sea,
10 even there your hand shall lead
me,
and your right hand shall hold me.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness
shall cover me,
and the light about me be night,”
12 even the darkness is not dark to
you;
the night is bright as the day,
for darkness is as light with you.
13 For you formed my inward parts;
you knitted me together in my
mother's womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully
and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of
the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed
substance;
in your book were written, every one
of them,
the days that were formed for me,
when as yet there was none of them.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,
O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 If I would count them, they are
more than the sand.
I awake, and I am still with you.
19 Oh that you would slay the wicked,
O God!
O men of blood, depart from me!
20 They speak against you with
malicious intent;
your enemies take your name in vain.
21 Do I not hate those who hate you,
O Lord?
And do I not loathe those who rise up
against you?
22 I hate them with complete hatred;
I count them my enemies.
23 Search me, O God, and know my
heart!
Try me and know my thoughts!
24 And see if there be any grievous
way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting!
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