Psalms 139 WBT

¹ To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known [me].

² Thou knowest my down-sitting and my up rising, thou understandest my thought afar off.

³ Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted [with] all my ways.

⁴ For [there is] not a word on my tongue, [but] lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.

⁵ Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thy hand upon me.

⁶ [Such] knowledge [is] too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot [attain] to it.

⁷ Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?

⁸ If I ascend into heaven, thou [art] there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou [art there].

⁹ [If] I take the wings of the morning, [and] dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;

¹⁰ Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

¹¹ If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.

¹² Yes, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light [are] both alike [to thee].

¹³ For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.

¹⁴ I will praise thee: for I am fearfully [and] wonderfully made: wonderful [are] thy works; and [that] my soul well knoweth.

¹⁵ My substance was not hid from thee when I was made in secret, [and] curiously formed in the lowest parts of the earth.

¹⁶ Thy eyes saw my substance, yet being imperfect; and in thy book all [my members] were written, [which] in continuance were fashioned, when [as yet there was] none of them.

¹⁷ How precious also are thy thoughts to me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

¹⁸ [If] I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.

¹⁹ Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.

²⁰ For they speak against thee wickedly, [and] thy enemies take [thy name] in vain.

²¹ Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?

²² I hate them with perfect 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 is any] wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.